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PRAYER    MEETING 

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SPIRITUAL  SONGS, 

NOW  IN  USE. 


C03IPILED    BT 

JOKir  J.  HARROO. 


"Sing  unto  the  Lord." 

'Young  moil  and  mairleng,  old  men  and  obiMreCj 
let  them  praise  the  Lord,';    Psalms, 


BALTIMORE: 

PUBLISHED  BT  J.  J.  HARHOJ>.       ) 

William  fVooddy,  priiUtr. 

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DISTRICT  OF  MARYLAND,  ss. 

BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  That  on  this  sixteenth 
Jay  of  November,  in  the  fifty-fourth  yeiir  of  tho  Inde- 
pendence of  the  United  States  of  Aine- 
^Jfi^M^MP  "ca»  John  J.  Ilarrod,  of  the  said  Dis- 
•^  r^  trict,  hath  deposited  in  this  otfico  the 

-*  L.  S.  ^  titig  of  a  book,  the  right  whereof  ho 
^ifc^^^jR^  claims  as  proprietor,  iu  the  words  fol- 

'^^^^^  iow^ng,  to  wit:— 

"The  new  and  most  complete  coHcction  of  Camp, 
Social,  and  Prayer.  Meeting  Hymns  and  Spiritual 
Songs,  now  in  usei  Compiled  by  John  J.  Harrod. 
<'Sicg  unto  tho  Lord.*  'Young  men  and  maidens,  old 
pien  and  children,  let  them  praise  the  Lord.'    Psalms." 

In  conformity  to  an  act  of  the  Congress  of  the 
United  States  entitled,  ''An  Act  for  the  encourage- 
ment of  Learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  Maps, 
Charts,  and  Books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of 
•uch  copies,  during  the  tirnes  therein  mentioned," 
and  also^he  act  entitled,  "An  act  supplementary  to 
the  Act,  entitled,  'An  Act  for  the  encouragement  of 
Learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  iMaps,  Charts, 
aad  Books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such 
copies,  during  the  times  therein  mentioned,'  and  ex- 
pending the  benefits  thereof  <o  the  arts  of  Designing. 
Sagraving,  and  Etching  Historical  and  other  Prints." 
PHILIP  MOORE, 
,CltrJc  of  tht  District  of  Marylc   r 

i       .< 


THIS  EDITION 

OF  5 

j 

**The  Neiv  and  Most  Complete 

COLLECTION  OF 

ca;\ip,  social,  and  prayer  meeting 
HYMNS  AND  SPIRITUAL  SONGS," 

19  HESPECTFULLT  bedicatld 

To  all  who  love  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ  in 
sincerity,  and  who  delight  in 

*^  Singing  praises  to  our  God"  by 

THE  COMPILER. 


PHSFACB. 


"£/e<  the  wUrd  i>f  Christ  dwell  in  you,  richly  in  all 
wisdom;  teaching  and  udmnnishing  one  another  in 
Psalms  find  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,  singing 
with  grace  in  your  hearts  unto  the  Lord.''^ 

Colossians. 

With  such  high  au(J  resirtless  autliority  as  that  of 
the  New  Testa*ient,  it  is  consicloreil  unnecessary  to 
offer  an  a|)ol(^y  for  prcsPiiiinp  to  ihe  t?hristian 
Public,  a  collocation  of  Hymns  and  Spiritual  Song'-}— 
The  CDlleclioB  now  oflored,  presents,  perhaps,  up- 
wards of  oj  e  ft'indrcd  and  fifty  Hvmns  and  Spiritual 
Sonsrs  uol  foetid  iu  any  other  volume  in  the  United 
States. 

The  selections  have  been  made  from  many  other 
collections,  with  some  original,  prepared  exclusively 
for  this  volume 

That  Spiritual  Songs  are  of  ancient  date,  and  use, 
will  not  be  questioned  by  auv-  while  their  great 
utility  will  be  readily  accorded  by  Christians  gene- 
rally. 

How  far  this  humble  effort  to  collect  and  condenso 
in  one  small  volume,  those  of  most  acknowledged 
msrit  and  general  use,  which  have  long  been  sepa- 
rated, the  Compiler  most  respeclfidly  submits  to 
those  who  are  best  calculated  to  form  a  correct 
opinion. 

To  tiiose  friends  who  have  so  cheerfully  co-operated 
to  render  this  an  accnptublo  offering,  the  Compiler 
hereby  tenders  his  siiRerc  acknowledgments. 

S'jch  other  friends  as  may  have  copies  of  merit 
which  are  not  grnerally  in  print,  will  receive  his 
thanks  by  their  iransnission  to  him. 

If  the  present  co,n|iilaiion  shall,  in  any  wise,  sub- 
serve tlie  purposes  of  Cliii.^tian  Devotion,  as  recog- 
iiized  by  tlie  caption  of  this  drticle,  the  leading  ob- 
ject of  ifee  Compiler  *iU  have  been  accfimpiiahed. 

BaUims-^n,  Jnnvary  8,  1B30. 


CAMP,  SOClAt^ 


AKD 


HYMNS. 


1.  C.  M. 

1  ALL  hail  the  poM'er  of  Jesu*s  name! 

Let  ang-els  jjrostrate  fall. 
Bring-  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
To  crown  him  Lol'd  of  all. 

2  Let  hig-h-born  seraphs  tune  the  lyre. 

And  as  they  tune  it  fall 
Before  his  face  who  tunes  their  choir. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Crown  him,' ye  morning"  stars  of  light. 

He  fix'd  his  floating  ball; 
Now  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's  mighty 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  your  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


-5  Ye  seed  of  Israel's  chosen  race, 
Ye  ransomed  of  the  fall. 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line 

Whom  liavid  Lord  did  call; 

The  God  incarnate,  man  divine. 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

7  Sinners!  \Vhose  love  can  rfe'er  forg^et 

The  wormwood  and  the  g-all. 
Go — spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

8  Let  ev'ry  tribe,  and  ev'ry  tongue. 

That  hear  the  Saviour*s  call, 
Now  shout  an  univej'sal  song", 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  a:tt. 

2. 
Sw&ti  Home: 

Original— by  an  intimate  friend  of  the  Couapiior. 
1  AN  ulien^from  God,  and  a  stranger  to' 
grace, 
I  wander  through  earth,  its  gay  pleasures 

to  trace; 

In  the  pathway  of  sin  I  continued  to  roam, 

Unmindful  alas!  thai  it  lead  me  from  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet  sweet,  home, 

O  Saviour!  direct  me  to  heaven  my 

home. 


S  The  pleasures  of  earth,  I  have  seen  fade 
away, 

I'hey  bloom  for  a  season,  but  soon  thej 
decay. 

fiut  pleasures  more  lasting,  in  Jesus  are 
given. 

Salvation  on  earth,  and  a  mansion  in  hea- 
ven. 

Home,  home,  sweet  sweet,  home, 
The  saints  in  those  mansions  are  ever 
at  home. 

3  Allure  me  no  longer,  ye  false  glowing 

charms! 
The  Saviour  invites  me,  I'll  go  to  his 

arms  5 
At  the  Banquet  of  Mercy,  I  hear  there 

is  room, 
O  there  may  I  feast  with  his  children  at 

home! 

Home,  home,  sweet  sweet  home, 
O  Jesus,  conduct  me  to  heaven  my 
home! 

4  Farewell,  vain  amusements,  my  follies, 

adieu, 
While  Jesus,   and  heaven,  and  glory  I 

view; 
)  feast  on  the  pleasures  that  flow  from 

his  throne. 


The  foretABte  of  heaven,  sweet  heaven, 

my  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet  sweet,  home, 
O  when  slxull  1  share  the  fruition  of 

home* 

5  The  clays  of  my  exile  are  passing  away. 
The  time   is  approaching,  when  Jesus 

v.ill  say. 
Well  dene,  faithful  servant,  sit  dov.'n  on 

my  throne 
And  dwell  in  my  presence  forever  at 
home. 
Home,  home,  sweet  sweet,  linnic, 
O  there  I  shall  rest  with  the  Saviour  at 
home. 

6  Affliction),  and  sorrow,   and  death  shall 

be  o'er, 
The  saints  shall  unite  to  be  parted  no 

more; 
There  loud  hallelujahs  fill  heaven's  high 

dome. 
They  dwell  with  the  Saviour  forever  at 

home. 

Home,  home,  sweet  sweet,  home, 
They  dwell  with  the  Saviour  forever 
at  home. 


3.  L.  M. 

1   AMAZING  grace!  (how  sweet  the  souiid 
That  sav'd  a  wretch  like  me! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

C  'Twas  i^race  that  taug-ht  my  heart  to  fear,- 
And  grace  my  fears  reliev'd; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believ'd! 

3  Through  many  dang-ers,  toils  and  snares, 

I  liave  already  come; 
'Tis  g-race  has  broug-ht  me  safe  thus  far^ 
And  grace  will  lead  rae  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promis'd  g'ood  to  me, 

His  word  my  liope  secures; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be. 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail^ 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease; 
I  shall  possess  within  the  vail, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

4.  P.  M. 

1  ALMIGHTY  love  inspire  my  heart  wkh 
pure  desire. 
Until  the  sacred  fire  mv  soul  doth  renew, 


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i  love  the  blessed  Jesus,  on  whom  each 

angel  gazes. 
And    symphony   increases,    above    th6 

ethereal  blue. 

O  give  him  glory ^  0  give  him  glory 
O  give  him  glory,  for  glory  is  his  own. 

2  My  tender  hearted  Jesus,  thy  love  my 

soul  amazes, 
Who  came  from  heav'n  to  save  us,  when 

lost  and  undone : 
No  angel   could  redeem  us,  no  sei-ai^h 

could  retrieve  us, 
No  arm  could  relieve  us,  but  Jesus  alone. 

3  In  him  I  have  believed,  he  has  my  soul 

retrieved. 
From  sin  he  has  redeemed  my  soul  that 

was  dead, 
And  now  1  love  my  Saviour,  for  I  am  in 

his  favour, 
And  hope  with  him  forever,  the  golden 

streets  to  tread. 

4  Yet  here  awhile  I  stay,  in  hope  of  that 

ghid  day, 
*Till   I'm  called  away  to  the   mansions 
above 


H 

There  lo  enjoy  the  treasure  of  uncon- 
suming  pleasure, 

And  shout  in  highest  measure,  hallelu- 
jahs of  love. 

5.     P.  M. 

1  AWAK'D  by  Sinai's  awful  sound. 
My  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  I  found, 

I  knew  not  what  to  do; 
O'erwhelmed    with  guilt,   and  anguish 

slain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  sink  in  endless  wo. 

is  Amaz'd  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell. 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell, 

'      For  death  and  hell  drew  near: 
I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain; 
The  sijiner  must  be  born  again. 
Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

3  Then  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled. 
It  pour'd  its  curses  on  my  head, 

1  no  relief  could  find: 
This  fearful  truth  I  found  remain. 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

O'erwhelm'd  my  troubled  mind. 

4  Again  did  Sinai's  thunder  roll. 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 


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A  vast  unwieldly  load: 
Alas!  I  heard  and  found  it  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again. 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 

5  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hellj 

And  broke  tlic  fowler's  snare; 
But  when  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  ag-ain, 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

6  While  thus  my  soul  in  ang-uish  lay* 
Jesus  of  Naz'reth  passed  that  wayj 

I  felt  his  pity  mbve: 
The  sinner  by  his  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  a.gain. 

And  sings  I'edeeming  love. 

7  To  heaven  the  joyful  tidings  flewj 
The  angels  tuned  their  harps  anew, 

And  loftier  sounds  did  raise: 
All  hail  the  Lamb  that  one  was  slain,- 
Unnumber'd  millions  born  again. 

Shall  shotit  thy  endless  praise. 

6.     C.  M. 

i  ARISE  and  shine,  O  Zlon  fair. 
Behold  thy  hght  is  come; 
i'hy  glorious  conq'ring  Icing  is  near; 
To  take  his  exiles  home : 


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The  trumpet  sounding  through  the  sky, 

To  set  poor  captives  free; 
The  day  of  wonder  now  is  nigh, 

The  year  of  jubilee. 
S,  Ye  heralds  blow  your  trumpets  loud, 

The  earth  must  know  her  doom; 
Go  spread  the  news  from  pole  to  pole, 

Behold  the  judge  is  come: 
Blow  out  the  sun!  burn  up  the  earth! 

Consume  the  rolling  flood! 
While  every  star  shall  disappear;  — 

Go  turn  Uie  moon  to  blood! 

,3  Arise  ye  nations  under  ground. 

Before  the  judge  appear; 
All  tongues  aud  languages  shall  come^ 

Their  final  doom  to  hear! 
King  Jesus  on  his  dazzling  throne, 

Ten  tliousand  angels  round; 
And  Gabriel  with  a  silver  trump, 

Echoe's  the  awful  sound! 

4  The  glorious  news  of  gospel  grace 

To  sinners  now  is  o'er; 
The  trump  in  Zion  now  is  still, 

And  to  be  beard  no  more! 
The  watchmen  all  have  left  their  walls, 

And  with  their  flocks  above, 
On  Canaan'?  peaceful  shore  they  sing, 

And  shout 'j-edeeming  loye ! 


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7.     C.  M. 
.  AFFLICTIONS,  tho'  they  seem  severe, 

fn  mercy  oft  are  sent, 
They  stopp'd  the  prodigal's  career, 

And  caus'd  him  to  repent. 
Although  he  no  relentings  felt. 

Till  he  had  spent  his  store, 
His  stubborn  heart  began  to  melt. 

When  famine  pinch'd  him  sore. 
*'What  have  1  gainM  by  sin,^'  he  said, 

"But  hunger,  shame  and  fear? 
My  father's  house  abounds  with  bread, 

While  I  am  starving  here. 

•♦I'll  go  and  tell  him  all  I've  done, 

FaU  down  before  his  face, 
Unworthy  to  be  call'd  his  son, 

I'll  seek  a  servant's  place." 
His  father  saw  him  coming  back. 

He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smil'd; 
Then  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 

Of  hrs  rebellious  child. 
"Father  I've  sinn'd,  but  O!  forgive,"^ 

"Enough,"  the  father  said, 
"Rejoice,  my  house,  my  son's  alive, 

For  whom  I  moum'd  as  dead. 
"iNow  let  the  fatted  calf  be  slain. 

Go  spread  the  news  around. 


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My  son  was  dead,  but  lives  again? 
Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

0  Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals, 

To  call  poor  sinners  home; 
More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels, 
And  welcomes  ail  tliat  come. 

8.     C.  M. 

1  APPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat. 

Where  Jesus  answers  prayer; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh: 
Thou  callest  burden'd  souls  to  thee,  • 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  prest; 
By  war  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding  place, 

That,  shelter'd  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him  "thou  hast  died." 

5  O  wondrous  love!  to  bleed  and  die. 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame; 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  f, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  namC) 


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6  "Poof  tempest-tossed  soul  be  still, 
My  promis'd  tjrace  receive;" 
'Tis  Jesus  speaks,  I  must,  I  will, 
I  can,  I  do  believe, 

9.     P.   M. 

1  A  FEW  more  days  on  earth  to  spend^ 
And  all  my  toils  and  cares  shall  end, 
Then  I  shall  see  my  God  and  friend, 

And  praise  his  name  on  high. 
There  no  more  sighs,  and  no  more  tears, 
There  no  more  pains,  and  no  more  fears, 
But  God  and  Christ  and  heav'o  appears. 

Unto  the  ravish'd  eye. 

2  Then,  oh!  my  soul,  despond  no  more, 
The  storm  of  life  will  soon  be  o'er 
And  I  shall  find  the  peaceful  shore, 

Of  everlastnig  rest. 
O  happy  day!  O  joyful  hour, 
When  freed  from  earth,  my  soul  shall 

tower 
Beyond  the  reach  of  Satan's  power, 

To  be  for  ever  blest 

3  Though  dire  afflictions  press  me  sore, 
And  death's  black  billows  roll  before, 
Yet  still  by  faith,  I  see  the  shore, 

Beyond  fhe  rolling  flood; 
The  heav'nly  Canaan  sweet  and  fuir, 
JBefore  my  ravish'd  eyejB  appear, 


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And  makes  me  almost  think  I'm  there, 
In  yonder  bright  abode. 

10.    C.  M. 

1  AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb? 
And  shall  1  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name. 

2  Must  I  he  carried  to  the  skies, 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease! 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail'd  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 

Must  I  not  stem  tTie  flood? 
Is  tills  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  en  to  God? 

4  Sure,  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign, 

Increase  my  courage  Lord: 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war. 

Shall  conquer  tho'  they  die; 

Thty  see  the  triumph  from  alar, 

And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  araiies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skici . 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 
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is 

Shields,']     11.     CM. 

1  ALAS!  and  did  my  Sa^'^ou^  bleed? 

And  did  my  Soy'reig-n  die? 
Wovdd  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done, 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing- pity!  grace  unknown! 
And  love  beyond  degree! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

Andshuthis  glories  in; 
When  Christ  the  mig-hty  maker  died, 
For  man  tlie  creature's  sin! 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing"  face, 

While  lus  dear  cross  appears; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  rep.iy 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe : 
Here,  Lord,  I  g-ive  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

12.     S.  M. 

1  AND  can  I  yet  delay. 

My  little  all  to  g-ive? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away, 
For  Jesus  to  receive? 


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2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield! 

I  can  bold  out  no  more: 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compelled, 
And  own  Thee  conqueror! 

3  Though  late,  1  all  forsake. 

My  friends,  my  all  resign; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take. 
And  seal  me  ever  thine ! 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove: 
Settle  and  fix  my  wavering  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

5  My  one  desire  be  this, 

Thy  only  love  to  know, 
To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss, 
No  other  good  below. 

6  My  life,  my  portion  thou, 

Thou  all-sufficient  art; 
My  hope,  my  heavenly  treasure,  now 
Enter  and  keep  my  heart. 

Shelds.']     13.     C.  M. 

1  AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

And  let  it  faint  or  die, 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high. 
Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 

And  find  its  long  sought  rest: 


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That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants 
In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 

2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 

I  now  the  cross  sustain; 
And  g-ladly  wander  up  and  down, 
And  smile  at  toil  and  pain : 
I  suffer  on  my  three  score  years 

Till  my  Deliv'rer  come: 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 
And  take  his  exile  home. 

3  O  what  hath  Jesus  boug-ht  for  me! 

Before  my  ravish'd  eyes, 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see! 

And  trees  of  Paradise! 
I  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 

Who  taste  the  pleasures  there! 
They  all  are  rob'd  in  spotless  v/liite, 

And  conqu'ring"  palms  they  bear. 

4  0  what  are  all  my  suff'ring-s  here. 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet, 
With  that  enraptur'd  host  t'  appear. 

And  worship  at  thy  feet! 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain. 

Take  life  or  friends  away; 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again 

In  that  eternal  day. 


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14. 

1  AND  are  our  joys  so  quickly  fled, 
We,  who  were  fiU'd  with  living  bread, 

With  calm  delight  and  peace; 
Constrain'd,  into  the  ship  we  go, 
And  now  the  boist'rous  vi'lence  know 

Of  these  strong  winds  and  seas. 

2  To  s'.iipwreck  our  weak  faith  and  hope, 
Satan  iias  rais'd  a  tempest  up; 

Prince  of  the  lower  air:* 
The  world  he  actuates  and  guides, 
And  in  that  troubled  ocean  rides. 

And  reigns  despotic  there. 

3  But  lo!  in  our  distress  we  see 
The  Saviour  walking  on  the  sea. 

Even  now  he  passes  by; 
He  silences  our  clam'rous  fear. 
And  mildly  says,  "Be  of  good  cheer. 

Be  not  afraid,  'tis  I." 

4  *"Tis  I  who  bought  you  with  my  blood! 
'T'vj  T,  who  brings  you  wash'd  to  God! 

'Tis  I  the  sinner's  friend! 
'Tis  lin  whom  you  pardon  have! 
Who  speaks  the  truth,  mighty  to  save 

And  loves  you  to  the  end." 

5  Ah!  Lord,  if  it  be  thou  indeed, 
So  near  us  in  the  time  of  need, 

So  good,  so  strong  to  save; 


stretch  out  thy  hand  and  ask  me  why, 
Why  didst  thou  doubt  or  fear,  when  I 
Thy  Lord  has  bid  thee  Uve. 

15.  C.  M. 

1  AH,  what  can  I,  a  sinner,  do, 

With  all  my  g-uilt  opprest? 
I  feel  the  hardness  of  my  heart, 
And  conscience  knows  no  rest. 

2  Great  God,  thy  good  and  perfect  law 

Does  all  my  life  condemn, 
The  secret  evils  of  my  soul 
Fill  me  witli  fear  and  shame. 

3  How  many  precious  Sabbaths  g"one, 

I  never  can  recall; 
And  Oh,  what  cause  have  I  to  mourn, 
Who  misimprov'd  them  all! 

4  How  long,  how  often  have  I  heard 

Of  Jesus,  and  of  heaven; 
Yet  scarcely  listened  to  his  word, 
Or  pray'd  to  be  forg-iv'n! 

5  Constrain  me,  Lord  to  turn  to  thee, 

And  grant  renewing  grace; 
For  thou  this  flinty  heart  canst  break. 
And  thine  shall  be  the  praise. 

16.  S.    M. 

1  A  SOLDIER,  Lord,  thou  hast  me  made, 
Thou  art  my  Captain,  King,  and  Head, 
And  under  thee  I  mean  to  fight. 
The  fight  of  faith  with  all  my  might. 


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The  cross  all  stain'd  with  hallowed  bloody 
(The  ensign  of  our  conquering  Lord,) 
The  Cliristian  soldier's  standard  is, 
And  1  will  fight  for  king  Jesus, 

2  Thou  art  my  guard,  keep  me  I  pray, 
That  I  may  march  the  heavenly  way, 
Nor  from  my  duty  e'er  depart. 

But  live  to  Christ  with  all  my  heart. 
Grant  me  the  weapons  of  thy  word, 
I'liy  powerful  Spirit's  two-edg'd  sword. 
To  slay  my  foes  where'er  they  be. 
And  own  tiie  victory  won  b}'  thee. 

3  Help  me  to  walk  in  humbleness, 
March  tp  the  right  in  holiness; 

O  make  me  pure  and  spotless  too, 
And  lit  to  sti.nd  the  grand  review. 
That  when  our  General  sliall  come, 
"With  sound  of  trumpet,  not  of  drum, 
*Tis  tlien  our  v/ell'dress'd  ranks  shall  stand, 
Jn  full  review  at  God's  right  hand. 

4  The  v/ar  is  o'er,  and  we  are  free. 
To  join  the  blood-wash'd  company. 
Our  wages  shall  be  crowns  of  gold. 
And  joys  of  heaven  that  can't  be  told. 
There  like  our  glorious  Lord  we'll  shiae. 
In  heavenly  concert  we  shall  join. 

And  praises  on  the  highest  key, 
Shall  be  our  theme  eternally. 


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Egypt.^     17.     S.  M 

2  AND  am  I  bom  to  die? 

To  lay  this  body  down ! 
And  must  my  trembling-  spirit  fly 

Into  a  world  unknown? 
A  land  of  deepest  shade, 

Unpierc'd  by  hunrian  thought; 
The  (li-eary  regions  of  tlie  dead, 

Where  all  things  are  forgot! 

2  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go 

What  will  become  of  me? 
Eternal  happiness  or  wo 

Must  then  my  portion  be! 
Wak'd  by  the  trumpet's  sound 

I  from  my  grave  shall  rise, 
And  see  the  Judge  with  gloiy  crown'd 

And  see  the  flaming  skies! 

3  Who  can  resolve  the  doubt 

That  tears  my  anxious  breast? 
Shall  I  be  with  the  damn'd  cast  out, 

Or  numbered  with  the  blest! 
I  must  from  God  be  driv'n, 

Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell; 
Must  come  at  his  command  to  heav'n 

Or  else  depart  to  hell. 


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18.    P.  M. 

1  BEGONE  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief,  will  surely  appear: 
By  pray'r  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will 

perform, 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  smile  at  the 
storm. 

2  Tho'  dark  be  my  way,  since  he  is  my 

g-uide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey,  *tis  his  to  provide; 
Tho'  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures 

all  fliil, 
The  word  he  has  spoken   shall  surely 

prevail. 

3  His  love  in  time  past,  forbids  me  to 

think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last,    in  trouble  to 

sink; 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer  I  have  in  review, 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure  to  help  me 

quite  thro'. 

4  Determin'd  to  save,  he  watch'd  o'er  my 

path  . 

When  Satan's  bhnd  slave,  I  sported  with 

death; 
And  can  he  have  taught  me  to  tnist  in 

his  name. 


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And  thus  far  have  brought  me,  to  put 
me  to  sliame? 

5  Why  should  1  complain  of  want  or  dis- 

tress. 
Temptation  or  pain?  he  told  me  no  less 
The  heirs  of  salvation,    1  knew  from  hii 

word, 
Throug-h  much  tribulation,  must  follow 

their  Lord. 

6  How  bitter  the  cup,  no  heart  can  con- 

ceive, 
Which  lie  drank  quite  up,  that  sinners 

mig-]it  live! 
His  Nvay  was  much  rougher,  and  darker 

than  mine; 
Did  Jesus  thus  suffer,  and  shall  I  repine  ? 

7  Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  work  for  my 

good, 
The    bitter  is  sweet,    the  med'cine  is 

food; 
Tho'  painful  at  present,  'twill  cease  be- 
fore lon^, 
And  then,  oh  how  pleasant,  the  con- 
queror's song! 

19.     L.  M. 
1  AT  every  moment  of  our  breath, 
Life  trembles  on  the  brink  of  death, 
A  taper's  flame  tliat  upwards  turns. 
While  downwards  to  the  dust  it  burns. 


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2  A.  moment  ushered  iis  to  birth, 
Heu's  of  the  commonwealtli  of  earth; 
Moment  by  moment,  years  are  past, 
And  one,  ere  long,  will  be  our  last. 

3  Time  past  and  time  to  come  are  not, 
Time  present  is  our  only  lot; 

O  God,  henceforth  our  liearts  inclme 
To  seek  no  other  love  than  thine. 

19. 

1  BROTHETl  soldier  still  ft^ht  on, 
Till  the  battle  thou  hast  won; 

The  great  Captain  thou  didst  chuse. 
Never  did  a  battle  lose. 

We  his  soldiers  sure  shall  be, 

Happy  in  eternity. 

2  Advocates  for  sin  do  say 
We  can  never  win  the  day; 
Would  discourage  all  the  host, 
Tvleanly  yield— the  battle's  lost.  &c, 

3  They  that  do  his  host  defy, 
Si.all  before  his  presence  fly; 
If  we  on  our  Captain  call. 
They  like  Jericho  shall  fall.  &c. 

4  Still  fight  on  and  you  shaU  see 
All  tlie  sons  of  Anak  flee, 

Fear  them  not,  tho'  they  be  tall, 
Our  great  Captain  conquers  all.  &c. 


2S 
20.     P.  M. 

1  BRIGHT  scenes  of  g-lory  strike  my  sense, 

And  all  my  passions  capture. 
Eternal  beauties  round  me  shine. 

Infusing  warmest  rapture. 
I  live  in  pleasures,  deep  and  full 

In  swelling  waves  of  glory; 

And  feel  my  Saviour  in  my  soul. 
And  glad  to  tell  my  story. 

2  I  feast  on  honey,  milk,  and  wine, 

I  drink  perpetual  sweetness; 
Mount  Zion's  beauties  round  me  shine, 

While  Christ  unfolds  his  glory ! 
No  mortal  tongue  can  show  tny  joys. 

Nor  can  an  angel  tell  them; 
Ten  thousand  times  surpassing  all 

Terresti-ial  worlds  or  emblems. 

3  My  captivated  spirit  flies, 

Through  shining  worlds  of  beauty, 
Dissolv'd  in  blushes,  loud  I  cry. 

In  praises  loud  and  mighty, 
And  here  I'll  sing  and  swdl  the  strain 

Of  harmony  delighted;  ' 

And  with  the  millions  learn  the  notes 

Of  saints  in  Christ  united. 

4  When  earth  and  sea  shall  be  no  more 

And  all  their  glory  perish, 


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When  sun  and  moon  shall  cease  to  shme^ 
And  stars  at  midnight  languish, 

My  joys  refin'd  shall  hig-her  shine, 
With  heav'n's  radiant  glory, 

And  tell  through  one  eternal  day. 
Love's  all  immortal  story. 

21.     P.  M. 

BURST,  ye  emerald  gates,  and  bring 

To  my  raptur'd  vision, 
All  the  ecstatic  joys  tliat  spring 

Round  the  bright  Elysian: 
Lo!  we  lift  our  longing  ej'cs. 
Break,  3''e  intervening  skies; 
Sons  of  righteousness  arise, 
Ope  the  gates  of  paradise. 

Floods  of  everlasting  light, 

Freely  flash  before  him: 
Myriads  with  supreme  delight, 

Instantly  adore  him  J 
Angelic  trumps  resound  his  fame, 
Lutes  of  lucid  gold  proclaim, 
All  the  music  of  his  name; 


Four  and  twenty  elders  rise 
From  their  princely  station; 

Shout  his  glorious  victories, 
Sing  the  great  salvation; 


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Cast  their  crowns  before  his  throne, 
Cry  in  reverential  tone, 
Glory  be  to  God  alone, 
Holy!  Holy!  Holy  One! 

4  Hark!  the  thrilling  symphonies, 
Seem,  metbinks,  to  seize  us; 
Join  we  to  the  holy  lays — 

Jesus — Jesus — Jesus ! 
Sweetest  sound  in  seraph's  song- 
Sweetest  note  on  mortal's  tongue, 
Sweetest  carol  ever  sung — 
Jesus — Jesus  flow  along. 

22.     P.  M. 

[By  the  late  Rev.  G.  Askins.] 

1  BRETHREN,  we  have  met  to  worship 

And  adore  the  Lord  our  God; 
Will  you  pray  with  all  your  power, 

While  we  try  to  preach  the  word' 
All  is  vain  unless  the  Spirit 

Of  the  Holy  One  comes  down: 
Bretliren,  pray,  and  holy  manna 

Will  be  shower'd  all  ai'ound. 

2  Brethren,  see  poor  sinners  round  you 

Slumbering  on  the  brink  of  wo? 
Deatli  is  coming,  hell  is  moving, 
Canyou'bearto  let  them  go? 


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See  our  fathers  and  our  mothers^ 
And  our  children  sinking  down; 

Brethren,  pray,  and  holy  manna 
Will  be  shower'd  all  around. 

3  Brethren  J  here  are  poor  backsliders, 

V/ho  were  once  ne&r  heaven's  dooFj 
Buttlioy  have  betiay'd  their  Saviour, 

And  are  worse  than  e'er  before; 
Yet  the  Saviour  offers  pardon, 

If  they  viill  lament  their  wound; 
Brethren,  pray,  and  holy  manna 

Will  be  shower'd  all  around. 

4  Sisters,  will  you  join  and.  help,  like 

Moses's  sisters  helped  him, 
While  you  see  the  trembling*  sinners^ 

Who  are  strug'gling  hard  with  sin? 
Tell  them  all  about  tke  Saviour, 

Tell  them  that  he  will  be  found: 
Pray  on,  sisters,  and  the  manna 

Will  be  shower'd  all  around. 

5  Let  us  love  our  God  supremely, 

Let  us  love  each  otliertoo. 
Let  us  love  and  pray  for  sinners, 

'Till  our  God  makes  all  thing's  new; 
Then  he'll  call  us  home  to  lieaven. 

At  his  table  we'll  sit  down: 
Christ  will  gird  himself  and  serve  us 

With  sweet  manna  all  around. 


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Farnworth.']     23.     S.  M. 

BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love^ 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 

Is  like  to  that  above. 
Before  our  Father's  throne, 

We  pour  our  ardent  pray'rs; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 

Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

We  share  our  mutual  woes; 

Our  mutual  burden's  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 

The  sympathizing-  tear. 
When  we  asunder  part, 

It  g'ives  us  inward  pain. 
But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 

And  hope  to  meet  again. 

This  g-lorious  hope  revives 

Our  courag-e  by  the  way; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 

And  long's  to  sec  the  day. 
From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pam. 

And  sin  we  shall  be  free; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 

Through  all  eternity. 


24.     C.  M. 

1  BEHOLD  the  tears  that  mourners  shed-- 

Their  many  sins  forcg-iv'n! 
Their  doubts  and  darkness  all  are  fled, 
In  peaceful  hope  of  heav'n. 

2  Say,  burden'd  soul,  whose  num'rous  sins 

In  dark  array  are  set; 
What  canst  thou  do  to  mitigate 
The  terrors  of  thy  debt? 

3  Canst  thou  not  love  the  friend  who  died 

That  burden  to  assume  i"  [thorns, 

Wlio   shrunk   not    from    the   crown  of 
The  scourge — the  cross — the  tomb. 

4  If  heaA-y  is  the  weig-ht  of  guilt, 

Thy  love  must  greater  be — 
T!ien  he,  whose  blood  for  man  was  spilt, 
Will  slied  his  peace  on  thee. 

5  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts^ 

He  pardons  like  a  Gorl; 
He  will  forgive  your  num'rous  faults, 
Through  a  Redeemer's  blood. 

25.     L.  M. 

1  COME  sinners  to  the  Gospel  Feast, 
Let  ev'ry  soul  be  Jesus'  Guest; 
There  needs  not  one  he  left  behind; 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 

Through  Gr'ace,  fret  Grace,  '&c. 


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2  Sent  by  ru^  Lord,  on  3'ou  I  eall. 
The  invitation  is  to  all; 
Come  all  the  world,  come  sinner  tliou 
All  thing's  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 

5  Come  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppress'd. 
Ye  restless  vvand'rers  after  rest; 
Ye  poor,  and  maim'd,and  halt,  and  blind. 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

4  My  messag-e  as  from  God  receive; 
You  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live: 
O  let  his  love  your  souls  constrain. 
Nor  suffer  him  to  die  in  vain. 

5  His  love  is  mighty  to  compel 

His  oonq'ring  love  consent  to  feel,- 
Yield  to  his  love's  resistless  pow'r, 
And  Jight  against  your  God  isro  more. 

6  See  him  set  forth  before  your  eyes,  1 
That  precious  bleeding  sacrifice; 

His  offered  benefits  embrace, 
And  freely  now  be  sav'd  by  Grace, 

7  This  is  the  time,  no  more  delay. 
The  invitation  is  to-day: 

Come  in  this  moment  at  his  call,  ^     { 

And  live  for  him  who  died  for  all.  i 

26.      L.  M. 

i  COME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 
Yfi  h<3avy  htdtfn  *»rtners  (jomex 


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I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  youf  to'ila, 
And  bring- you  to  my  heav'nly  home: 
Come  to  Jesus,  come  and  welcome,  &c> 

2  They  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  me, 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  resUess  as  the  wind. 

3  Sinners  now  come  at  his  command, 

With  faith,  and  hope,  and  Immble  zeal; 
Resign  yom-selves  into  his  hand. 
To  mould  and  fashion  as  he  will. 

1  COME,  let  us  jom  our  friends  above 

That  have  obtain'd  the  prize, 
And  on  the  eagle  wnigs  of  love 

To  joy  celestial  rise; 
Let  all  the  saints  terrestial  sing 

With  tliose  to  glory  gone; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King 

In  earth  and  heaven  are  one. 

2  One  family  we  dwell  in  Him, 

One  Church  above,  beneath, 
Tho'  now  divided  by  the  stream. 

The  narrow  stream  of  death. 
One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow: 
Part  of  his  host  hath  cross'd  the  fioocT, 

And  part  is  crossing  now. 


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Ten  thousand  to  their  endless  home 

This  solemn  moment  fly; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come. 

And  we  expect  to  die: 
His  militant,  embodied  host 

With  wishful  looks  we  stand, 
And  long  to  reach  that  happy  coast. 

And  reach  that  happy  land. 
Our  old  companions  in  distress 

We  haste  again  to  see. 
And  eager  long  for  our  release. 

And  full  felicity: 
Ev'n  now  by  faith  we  join  our  hands 

With  those  that  went  before : 
And  greet  the  blood-besprinkled  bands> 

On  the  eternal  shore. 
Our  spirits  too  shall  quickly  join. 

Like  theirs,  with  glory  crown'd. 
And  shout  to  see  our  Captain's  sign, 

To  hear  his  trumpet  sound; 
O  that  we  now  might  gi*asp  our  guide 

O  that  the  word  were  given ! 
Come,  Lord  of  Hosts  the  waves  divide- 

And  land  us  all  in  heaven. 


1  COME  all  ye  Keary  travellers, 
Come  let  usjoin  and  sing 
The  everlasting  praises 
Of  Jesus  Christ  our  King; 


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We've  had  a  tedious  journey, 

And  tiresome,  'tis  true, 
But  see  how  many  dangers 

The  Lord  has  brought  us  through, 

2  At  first  when  Jesus  found  us, 

He  call'd  us  unto  him, 
And  pointed  out  the  dangers 

Of  falling  into  sin; 
The  world,  the  fesh,  and  Satan 

Will  prove  a  fatal  snare. 
Unless  we  do  reject  them 

By  faith  and  humble  pray'r. 

3  But  by  our  disobedience, 

AVith  sorrow  we  confess, 
We  have  had  long  to  wander 

Thro'  this  dark  wilderness. 
Where  we  might  long  have  fainted 

On  that  enchanted  ground 
But  now  and  then  a  cluster 

Of  pleasant  grapes  we  found. 

4  The  pleasant  fruits  of  Canaan 

Give  life,  and  joy,  and  peace. 
Revive  our  droomng  spirits. 

And  love  and  strength  increase. 
To  confess  our  Lord  and  Master 

And  run  at  liis  command, 
We  hasten  on  our  journey. 

Home  to  the  promis'd  land. 


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5  dinners,  why  stand  you  idle, 

While  we  do  march  along  i" 
Has  conscience  never  told  you 

That  you  were  doing  wrong'' 
Down  the  broad  road  to  darkness. 

To  bear  an  endless  curse, 
Forsake  your  ways  of  sinning 

And  come  along  with  us. 

6  But  if  you  will  refuse  it. 

We  bid  you  all  farewell; 
We're  on  the  road  to  Canaan, 

And  you  the  road  to  hell; 
We're  soiTy  thus  to  leave  you, 

Had  rather  you  would  go; 
Come  try  your  bleeding  Saviour, 

And  feel  salvation  flow. 

7  Now  to  the  King  Immortal, 

Give  everlasting  praise, 
AH  in  his  holy  service 

We  wish  to  spend  our  days: 
Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan, 

That  happy  world  above, 
In  everlasting  praises, 

To  sing  redeeming  love. 

1  COME  and  taste  along  with  me, 
Consolation  running  free, 
From  our  Father's  wealthy  throne, 
Sweeter  than  the  honevcomh. 


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2'  Why  siiould  Christian's  feast  aione, 
T\vo  are  better  f^^r  thnn  one; 
The  more  that  come  with  free  good  will 
Make  the  banquet  sweeter  still. 

3  Now  I  goto  heav'n's  door, 
Asking  for  a  little  more; 
Jesus  gives  a  double  share. 
Calling  me  his  chosen  heir. 

4  Goodness  runnhig  like  a  stream^ 
Thro'  the  new  Jerusalem; 
And  by  constant  breaking  forth, 
Sweetens  earth  and  heaven  botli. 

5  Now  mv  body  doth  its  best, 

Tor  to  keep  me  back  from  Christ  1 
I've  a  treasure  coming  in, 
Which  is  opposite  to  sin. 

6  Sinful  nature,  prone  to  vice. 
Cannot  stop  the  force  of  grace^ 
Whilst  there  is  a  God  to  give. 
And  a  sinner  to  receive. 

7  Saints  in  glory  singing  loud 
In  the  praises  of  their  God, 
Now  come  in  at  Heav'n's  door, 
Making  still  the  number  more. 

9  Heav'n's  here  and  Heav'n's  thexe. 
Comfort  flowing  every  where, 
This  1  boldly  do  confess. 
That  my  sotil  has  got  a  teste.. 


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9  Now  I  go  rejoicing'  home. 
From  tlie  banquet  of  perfume, 
Finding  manna  on  the  road, 
Dropping  from  the  tlvrone  of  God. 

30  O  return,  ye  sons  of  grace. 
Turn  and  see  God*s  smiling  face; 
Hark!  he  calls  backsliders  home, 
Then  from  him  no  longer  roam. 
SO. 

1  CHRIST  is  set  on  Zion's  hill. 
He  receiveth  sinners  still; 

"VVho  will  serve  tliis  blessed  King, 
Come  enlist  and  with  me  sing. 

I  hi  a  soldier  sure  shall  he^  4  <'• 

2  I  by  faith  enlisted  am. 

In  the  service  of  the  Lamb; 
Present  pay  I  now  receive, 
Future  happiness  he'll  give. 

3  Zion's  King  my  Captain  is. 
Conquest  I  shall  never  miss. 
Let  the  fiends  of  hell  engage. 
Fret  and  foam,  and  roar  and  rage. 

4  Let  the  world  their  forces  join. 
With  the  fiends  of  hell  combine; 
Greater  is  my  King  than  they. 
Through  him,  I  shall  win  the  day. 

5  What  a  Captain  I  have  got; 
Is  not  mine  a  happy  lot? 


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Hear,  ye  vvorldings!  hear  my  song, 
This  tlie  language  of  my  tongue. 

6  When  this  hfe's  short  space  is  o'er, 
1  shall  live  to  die  no  more; 
Therefore  will  I  take  the  sword, 
Fight  for  Jesus  Christ  my  Lord. 

7  Come,  ye  worldlings,  come  enlist, 
'Tis  the  voice  of  Jesus  Christ; 
Whosoever  will,  may  come, 
Jesus  Christ  refuseth  none. 

31. 

1  COME  ye  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
W^ho  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed. 
Submit  to  all  the  w^ays  of  God, 
And  walk  that  narrow  happy  road. 

2  Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet, 
But  soon  shall  walk  the  golden  street; 
Tho*  hell  may  rage  and  vent  her  spite. 
Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight. 

3  That  happy  day  will  soon  appear. 
When  Gabriel's  trumpet  you  shall  hear, 
Sound  thro'  the  earth,  yea  down  to  hell. 
To  call  the  nations  great  and  small. 

4  Behold  the  earth  in  burning  flames. 
The  trumpet  louder  still  proclaims; 
The  earth  must  hear  and  know  her  doom. 
The  separation  day  is  come. 

5  Behold  the  righteous  marching  home, 
And  all  the  angels  bid  them  come, 


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When  Christ  himself  these  wca-ds  pro^ 

claims. 
Here  come  ray  saints,!  know  their  names. 

6  Ye  everlasting-  g-ates  fly  wide, 
Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride; 

Ye  harps  of  heav'n,  now  sound  aloud,  ' 
Here  comes  the  purchase  of  my  blood! 

7  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  line. 

In  glittering  robes  the  sun  outshine; 
See  saints  and  ang-els  join  in  one, 
And  march  in  splendor  to  the  throne. 

8  They  stand  in  wonder  and  look  on, 
They  join  in  one  eternal  song, 
Their  great  Redt^emer  to  admire. 
While  rapture  sets  their  souls  on  fire. 

9  They've  foiig-ht  the  fight,  their  race  is 

run. 
Their  joys  are  now  in  heaven  begim. 
Their  tears  are  gone,  their  sorrows  flee. 
No  more  afflicted  now  like  me. 

10  Here  I  am  now  in  prison  bound, 
And  trials  wait  me  all  around, 

O  would'st  thou  Lord  now  burst  the  chain, 
How  would  I  join  to  praise  thy  name. 

32. 
1  COME  ye  happy  race 

Who  are  ransom'd  by  grace. 

By  the  grace  that  is  free  for  us  all : 
I'Oipe  and  hear,  come  and  feeh 


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While  ^ith  rapture  I  tell 

What  my  S  avi  our  hath  done  for  my  souJ , 

2  I  rebeU'd  against  God, 
And  went  on  in  the  road 

That  leads  down  to  eternal  despair; 
'Tis  thro'  mercy  alone 
That  I  am  not  undone : 

'Tis  amazing-  I  yet  am  not  there. 

3  In  gross  darkness  I  lay 
Unto  Satan  a  prey, 

Nor  the  danger  or  consequence  fear'd: 
Not  by  rigour  compell'd 
With  delight  did  I  yield. 
Nor  complain'd  that  his  service  Washai'd . 

4  Rut  Jehovah's  command 
Put  my  soul  to  a  stand; 

O!  the  gracious  and  powerful  cry: 
''Sinners,  turn  unto  me; 
'*For  my  mercv  is  free, 

"For  why  wilt  thou  perish  and  die?'* 

5  In  a  moment  my  guilt 
Thro'  the  blood  that  was  spilt 

A  new  life  from  the  dead  Ireceiv'd; 
Then  I  sang  the  new  song, 
With  my  heart  and  my  tongue — 

Witli  my  heart  to  salvation  believM. 

33. 
1  COME  souls  that  long  for  Jesus-, 
Come  listen  vhUo  we  sing, 


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The  hand  that  hath  redeem'd  us 
From  sorrow  and  from  sin. 

O  (Tome  and  taste  the  sv/eetness 
That  from  a  Saviour  flows. 

The  grace  of  true  repentance 
That  Christ  on  him  bestows. 

2  Tho'  tears  and  bitter  mourning 

May  seem  to  cast  us  down, 
It  shews  we  are  returning 

To  our  eternal  home. 
What  tho'  we  are  dejected. 

And  find  a  darksome  night. 
We  shall  not  be  rejectedj 

For  Christ  will  give  us  light. 

3  These  thirsty  longing  mourners 

Are  blessed  with  the  word. 
Which  proves  they  are  returners 

To  Christ  the  living  Lord, 
Who  many  wants  discover, 

And  long  for  righteousness. 
Declare  that  they  are  lovers 

Of  Christ  the  Prince  of  Peace. 

4  And  ye  that  now  are  wand'ring 

In  sin's  forbidden  way. 
Ye  simple  and  ye  scorning. 

Who  love  to  go  astray. 
Here  Jesu's  voice  inviting 

O  sinner  turn  to  me. 


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There's  sweetness  in  returning 
From  sin's  forbidden  way. 

34. 
I  COME  O  thou  Traveller  unknown, 
.       Whom  still  I  hold  but  ciinnot  see 
My  company  before  is  gone, 

1  And  1  am  left  alone  with  thee. 
With  Thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay. 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  I  need  not  tell  Thee  who  I  am; 

My  misery  or  sin  declare; 
Thyself  hath  call'd  me  by  my  name; 

Look  on  thy  hands  and  read  it  there ' 
But  who,  I  ask  thee,  who  art  thou! 
Tell  me  thy  name  and  tell  me  now. 

3  In  vain  thou  strugglestto  get  free: 

I  never  will  unloose  my  hold: 
Art  thou  the  man  that  died  for  me. 

The  secret  of  thy  love  unfold; 
Wrestling  I  will  not  let  thee  go. 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

4  Wilt  thou  yet  to  me  reveal. 

Thy  new  unutterable  name? 
O  tell  me,  1  beseech  thee,  tell,      ■ 

To  know  it  now  resolv'd  I  am. 
Wrestling  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  1  thy  name  thy  nature  know. 

5  '  ris  all  in  vain  to  held  thy  tongue. 

Or  touch  the  hollow  of  my  thigh; 


Tho'  cvcvy  sinew  were  mistiung, 

Out  of  my  arms  thou  slialt  not  fly; 
Wrestling-  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name  thy  nature  know. 

6  What  tho'  my  shrinking  flesh  complain, 

And  murmur  to  contend  so  long; 
I  rise  superior  to  my  pain. 

When  I  am  weak,  then  I  am  strong; 
And  when  my  all  of  strength  doth  fail, 
I  shall  with  thee,  God-man,  prevail. 

7  My  strength  is  gone,  my  nature  dies,     j 

I  sink  beneath  thy  weighty  handf 
Faint  to  revive,  and  fall  to  nse, 

I  fall,  and  yet  by  faith  I  stand: 
7  stand,  and  will  not  let  thee  go. 
Till  I  thy  name  thy  nature  know. 

35. 

1  COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy. 

Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you. 

Full  of  pity,  love  and  pow'r^ 
7\im,  to  the  Lord  and  seek  salvation,  &c. 

2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify; 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 
Bv'ry  grace  that  brings  you  nigh. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger 

Nor  of  fitiress  fondly  dream: 


All  the  fitness  he  reqiureth. 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  hca\'y-laden^ 

Bruis'd  and  mang-led  by  the  fall. 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  vvill  never  come  at  all. 

5  Agonizing-  in  the  garden, 

Lo!  your  Maker  prostrate  lies! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  liimJ 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies. 

6  Lo!  the  incarnate  God  ascending-, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude. 

7  Saints  and  angels  join'd  in  concert 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 

"While  the  blissful  feats  of  heav'iTji^ 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name. 

36.     P.  M. 

1  COME  brethren  dear,  who  know  the 

Lord, 
And  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word. 

In  Jesu's  way  go  on: 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  liere, 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there. 

When  we  arrive  at' home. 

2  We  feel  that  heav'n  is  now  begun, 
I,t  issues  from  the  sparkling  thi'one, 

From  Jesu's  tiiroiie  on  high  r 


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It  comes  in  floods,  we  can't  contain, 
We  drink,  and  drink,  and  drink  again, 
And  yet  we  still  are  dry. 
}  But  when  we  come  to  dwell  above. 
And  all  surround  the  throne  of  love, 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply:  , 

Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  through,  { 

To  living-  fountains  where  they  flow, 
That  never  will  run  dry. 
i  'Tis  there  we'll  reign,  and  shout,  and 
sing. 
And  make  the  upper  regions  nng, 

When  all  the  saints  get  home : 
Come  on,  come  on,  my  brethren  dear, 
Soon  we  shall  meet  together  there, 
For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 
>  Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies, 
I'm  bound  to  meet  you  in  the  skies. 
And  claim  my  mansion  there: 
Now  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand, 
"to  meet  you  in  that  heavenly  land. 
Where  we  shall  part  no  more. 

37.     P.  M. 

Union  with  Christ. 
I  COME,  saints  and  sinners,  hear  me  tcH 
The  wonders  of  Immanuel; 
Who  sav'd  me  from  a  burning  hell. 
And  brought  my  soul  with  him  to  dwell". 
And  gave  me  heavenly  uiiWmi 


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3  When  Jesus  saw  me  from  on  hig-V., 
Beheld  my  soul  in  ruin  lie, 
He  look'd  on  me  with,  pitying  eye. 
And  said  to  me  as  he  pass'd  by, 

With  God  you  have  no  union. 
J  Tlien  I  began  to  weep  and  pray, 
I  look'd  this  way  and  that  to  fly, 
It  griev'd  me  sore  that  I  must  die, 
I  sought  salvation  for  to  buy, 

But  still  I  found  no  union. 
But  when  I  hated  all  my  sin, 
My  blest  Redeemer  took  me  in. 
And  with  his  blood  he  wash'd  me  clean , 
And  O!  what  seasons  1  have  seen. 

Ever  since  I  felt  this  union. 
I  prais'd  the  Lord  both  night  and  day, 
I  went  from  house  to  house  to  pray. 
And  if  I  met  one  on  the  way, 
I  always  found  something  to  say. 

About  this  heavenly  union. 
O,  could  I  like  an  angel  sound. 
Salvation  through  the  earth  around, 
The  devil's  kingdom  to  confound, 
I'd  triumph  on  Immanuel's  ground. 

And  spread  this  heavenly  union. 

We  soon  shall  leave  all  things  below. 
And  quit  this  vale  of  pain  and  wo, 
And  then  we'll  all  to  p;lor}-  go, 


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And  there  we'll  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
And  feel  a  perfect  union. 

38.      C.   M. 

1  COME  on,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
Whose  hearts  arc  joined  in  one; 

Hold  up  your  heads  with  courag-e  bold, 

Your  race  is  almost  run: 
Above  the  clouds,  behold  him  stand, 

And  smiling-  bids  you  come; 
And  ang-els  whisp'rin^  you  away. 

To  your  eternal  liome. 

2  To  see  a  pilg-rim  as  he  dies. 
With  fjlory  in  his  view; 

To  heav'n  he  lifts  Iiis  long-ing-  eyes. 

And  bids  the  world  adieu, 
While  friends  are  weeping-  all  around, 

\nd  loath  to  let  him  go; 
He  shouts  with  his  expiring-  breath. 

And  leaves  them  all  below! 

3  O  Christians  are  you  ready  now. 
To  cross  the  swelling-  flood; 

On  Caniian's  happy  shore  to  stand. 

And  see  your  smiling-  God! 
The  dazzling  charms  of  that  bright  world, 

Attracts  my  soul  above! 
My  tongue  shall  shout  redeeming  graces 

Wl\en  perfected  in  love. 

4  Go  on,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
I'm  bound  to  meet  you  there; 


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-\lthoup:h  we  tread  enchanted  giound. 

Be  bold  and  never  fear: 
Fig-ht  on,  fig-ht  on,  ye  valiant  souls^ 

Tbe  land  appears  in  view; 
I  hope  to  gain  fair  Canaan's  shore, 

And  there  to  meet  with  you. 

39.      P.  M. 

1  COME,  my  soul,  and  let  us  try, 

For  a  little  sc-ason, 
Ev'ry  burden  to  lay  by 

Come,  and  let  us  reason. 
What  is  this  tliat  casts  you  down? 

Who  are  those  that  grieve  you? 
Speak  and  let  the  worst  be  known. 

Speaking-  may  relieve  you. 

2  Christ  by  faith  I  sometimes  see. 

Then  it  doth  relieve  me^ 
But  my  sins  return  again. 

They  are  they  that  grieve  rae; 
Troubled  like  the  restless  sea. 

Feeble,  faint,  and  fearful; 
Plung'd  in  sin,  that  sore  disease, 

Hoiv  ran  I  be  cheerful. 

3  Thinlc  on  what  youi'  Saviour  bore 

In  the  gloomy  garden. 
Sweating  blood  from  every  pore. 

To  procure  thy  pardon. 
See  him  stretch'd  upon  the  wood, 

Bleeding,  groaning,  crying, 


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Suff'ring  all  the  wrath  of  God, 
Groaning-,  gasping-,  dying. 

40.  P.   M. 

1  CAST  thy  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

Leave  them  with  thy  Saviour; 
He,  (whose  hands  for  thee  were  bor'd,' 
Can  and  will  deliver. 

2  Why  should  sorrows  bow  thee  down, 

Trials  or  temptation! 
Is  not  Christ,  upon  the  throne, 
Still  thy  strong  salvation! 

3  Roll  thy  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

Leave  them  with  thy  Saviour; 
He,  (whose  hands  for  thee  were  bor'd,) 
Can  and  will  deliver. 

41.  P.  M. 

The  Weary  Pilgrim's  Consolation. 

1  COME,  and  taste  along  with  me 
The  weary   Pilgrim's  consolation; 

Boundless  mercy  running  free. 

The  earnest  of  complete  salvatjpn. 

Joy  and  peace  in  Christ  I  find. 

My  heart  to  him  is  all  resign'd; 

The  fulness  of  his  power  I  prove. 

And  all  my  soul's  dissolv'd  in  love. 
Jesus  is  the  Pilgrim's  portion,, 
Love  is  boundless  as  the  ocean. 


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2  When  the  world  of  flesh  would  rise, 
And  strive  to  draw  me  from  my  Saviour, 

Strangers  slight,  or  friends  despise, 

I  then  more  highly  prize  his  favour. 
Friends,  believe  me  wiien  I  tell. 
If  Christ  be  present,  all  is  well: 
The  world  and  flesh  in  vain  may  rise, 
I  all  their  efforts  do  despise. 
In  the  world  I've  tribulation. 
But  in  Christ  I've  consolation. 

3  Woitengs  hold  me  in  disdain. 
Because  I  shun  their  carnal  pleasure; 

All  in  this  which  gives  me  pain 

Is,  that  they  slight  a  noble  treasure. 
But  still  among  them,  bless  the  Lord! 
Are  those  who  tremble  at  his  word. 
And  this  doth  joy  to  me  impart. 
To  think  the  Lord  hath  reach'd  their  heart. 
O  the  grace  to  sinners  given, 
Peace  on  earth,  and  crowns  in  heaven. 

4  When  I  hear  the  pleasing  sound 

Of  weeping  mourners  just  converted. 
The  dead's  alive,  the  lost  is  found, 

The  Lord  hath  healed  the  broken  hearted. 
My  heart  exults,  my  spirits  glow, 
1  love  my  Lord  and  brethren  so. 
Oh,  had  I  wings  like  Noah's  dove, 
I  soon  would  sinar  with  those  above 


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Glory,  honour,  and  salvation^ 
Wliat  I  feel  is  past  expression. 

5  Fellow  sinner  go  with  me; 

My  heart's  enlarged  to  receive  you; 
Slig-ht  not  mercy  ofFer'd  free, 

Come  to  Jesus  he'll  relieve  you: 
But  if  you  offer'd  grace  refuse. 
And  vvill  destruction  ever  choose. 
Unhappy  soul  your  guilt  and  blf)od. 
Will  rest  on  your  defenceless  head: 

Darkness,  torment,  pain,  and  sorrow. 

May  be  yours  before  to-morrow. 

6  VIoumer  see  your  Saviour  stand. 
With  arms  expanding  to  receive  you; 

He  spreads  for  von  his  bleeding  hands, 

Venture  on  him,  he'll  relieve  you: 
Cast  ill  your  doubts  nnd  fears  aside, 
The  door  of  mercy's  ipen  wide: 
The  fountain  flows  which  saves  from  sin^ 
Come  now  believe  and  enter  m. 

Don't  distrust  your  blessed  Saviour; 
Come,  believe,  and  live  for  ever. 

42.     C.   M. 

5.  CONVINC'D  of  sin,  men  now  begm, 
To  call  upon  tiie  Lord, 
Trembling  they  pray,  and  mourn  the  day 
In  which  they  scorn  d  his  word. 


2  YbuJig-  converts  sing,  jind  praise  their 
King-, 
And  bless  God's  holy  name: 
While  older  saints  leave  their  complaints 
And  joy  to  join  the  theme. 
•3  God's  chariot  rolls,  and  frights  the  souls, 
Of  tliose  who  hate  the  truth: 
And  saints  in  pray  "r  cry, ''Lord  draw  near, 
Have  mercy  on  the  youth: — 

4  "From  this  g-lad  hour  exert  thy  pow'r. 
And  m«lt  each  stubborn  heart; 

in  those  that  bleed,  let  love  succeed. 
And  holy  joys  impart  " 

5  Come,  sinners,  all,  hear  now  God's  call, 

And  pray  with  one  accord: 
Saints,   raise  your   song's,    with  joyful 
tongues. 
To  hail  youi'  approaching  Lord. 

43.      7s. 

1  COME,  ye  weary  sinners,  come. 

All,  who  feel  your  heavy  load; 
Jesus  calls  the  wand'rers  home; 

Hasten  to  your  pard'ning  God. 
Come,  ye  guilty  souls  opprest. 

Answer  to  the  Saviour's  call: 
•'Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest; 

Come,  and  I  wiU  save  you  all,"' 

2  Jesus, — full  of  truth  and  love. 

We  thy  kindest  call  obey, 


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faithful  let  thy  mercies  prove, 

Take  our  load  of  g-uilt  away, 
Weary  of  this  war  within, 

Weary  of  this  endless  strife, 
Weary  of  ourselves  and  sin, 

Weary  of  a  wretched  life. 
3  Burden'd  with  a  world  of  grief, 

Burden'd  with  our  sinful  load, 
Burden'd  witli.  this  unbelief, 

Burden'd  with  the  wrath  of  God, 
Lo,  we  come  to  thee  for  ease, 

True  and  gracious  as  thou  art; 
Now  our  weary  souls  release. 

Write  forgiveness  on  oui'  heart. 

44.     P.  M. 

1  COME,  poor  sinners,  seek  salvation. 
Now  embrace  your  Saviour,  Lord; 

Grace,  through  faith,  to  every  nation. 
Sounds  the  glorious  gospel  word. 
0  glory,  glory,  hallelujah., 

2  Breathe  the  Spirit,  blessed  Jesus, 
Let  it  ev'ry  bosom  move; 

Sinners,  none  but  him  can  save  us. 
Fly,  embrace  your  Saviour's  love. 

3  Come,  backsliders,though  you've  pierc'd 

him. 
And  have  caused  the  church  to  mourn. 
Yet  you  may  regain  free  pardon, 
If  you  will  to  him  return. 


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4  And  come  ye,  who  love  King-  Jesas, 
He  attends  your  humble  prayer: 

Now  he  waits  with  joy  to  crown  us, 
Lo!  we  feel  his  presence  here. 

45.     S.  M. 

1  COME  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  your  joys  be  known: 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 

While  ye  surround  his  throne. 
Let  those  refuse  to  sing* 

Who  never  knew  our  God: 
But  servants  of  the  heavenly  King 

May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

2  The  God  that  rules  on  high. 

That  all  the  earth  surveys. 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky. 

And  calms  the  roaring  seas; 
This  awful  God  is  ours. 

Our  Father  and  our  Love; 
He  will  send  down  liis  heavenly  powers 

To  carry  us  above. 

3  There  we  shall  see  his  face. 

And  never,  never  sin! 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  gi'ace 

Drink  rndless  pleasure  in; 
Yea,  and  before  we  rise 

To  that  immortal  state, 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 

Should  constant  joys  create. 


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4  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  beg-un  below, 
Celestial  fruit  on  earthly  ground 

From  faith  and  hope  may  grow; 
Then  let  our  songs  abound. 

And  eveiy  tear  be  dry: 
^Ve'I•e  marcliin.gthro'  [mraanuel's  ground 

To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

TownfieurL~]     46.     4  lines  7'5. 

1  CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  we  journey  let  us  sing; 

Sing  our  Saviour  s  vvortliy  praise; 
Glorious  m  his  works  and  ways. 

2  We  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  our  father's  trod; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  O  ye  banish'd  seed,  be  glad, 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made: 
Us  to  save  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brotlier  to  our  souls- becomes. 

4'  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land; 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undismay'd  go  on. 

5  Lord!   obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below: 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


47.     C.  M. 

1  COME  humble  souls,  ye  mourners,  come. 

And  wipe  away  your  tears; 
Adieu  to  all  your  sad  complaints, 
Your  sorrows  and  your  fears. 

2  Come  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace. 

And  sing-  the  Saviour's  love; 
Soon  shall  you  join  tlae  glorious  theme 

In  loftier  strains  above. 
S  God,  th'  eteraal,  mighty  God, 

To  learer  names  descends: 
Calls  you  his  treasure  and  iiis  joy, 

His  children  and  ais  friends. 

4  My  Father  God!  and  may  these  lips 

Pronounce  a  name  so  dear! 
Not  thus  could  neav'en's  sweet  harmony 
Delight  my  list'ning  ear. 

5  Thanks  to  my  God  tor  every  gift 

His  bounteous  hands  bestow; 
And  thanks  eternal  for  that  love 
Wlience  all  those  comforts  flow. 

6  For  ever  let  my  grateful  heart 

His  boundless  grace  adore. 
Which  gives  ten  ttiousind  blessings  now. 
And  bids  me  hope  for  more. 

7  Transporting  hope!  still  on  my  soul 

Let  thy  sweet  glories  shine. 
Till  thou  thyself  art  lost  in  joys, 
I        Immortal  and  divine. 


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48.  C.  M. 

[1   COME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
Who  have  obtain'd  the  prize; 
And  on  the  eagle's  wings  of  love, 
To  joy  celestial  rise.] 

2  Let  all  the  saints  terrestrial  sing. 

With  those  to  glory  gone; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  king 
In  heaven  and  eirth  are  one. 

3  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him. 

One  church,  above,  beneath: 

Tho'  now  divided  by  the  stream, 

The  naiTow  stream  of  death. 

4  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow; 
Part  of  the  host  have  cross'd  the  flood 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

5  Ten  thousand  to  their  endless  home 

This  solemn  moment  fly; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  expect  to  die. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  be  our  constant  guide, 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given. 
Bid  death's  cold  Hood  and  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

49.  P.  M. 

1  COME  brethren  and  sisters  that  love  my 

dear  Lord, 
I  pray  give  attention  and  ear  to  mv  word, 


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What  a  wonder ofmercy!  beliolJ  now  I  see*, 
What  a  tender  kind  Saviour  has  done  for 
poor  me.  * 

2  [  was  led  by  the  devil  till  tost  and  dis- 

tress'd, 
I  thought  that  in  torments  I  soon  should  be 

cast, 
No  peace  to  my  conscience,  but  all  misery, 
Till  by  faith  I  saw  Jesus  hang  bleeding  for 

me. 

3  O  Sinner,  said  Jesus,  for  you  I  have  died; 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  my  soul  then  repli'd. 
The  guilt  was  remov'd,  my  soul  did  rejoice, 
The   blood  was  apply'd,  the  witness  and 

voice. 

4  On  my  low  bended  knees  before  God  I 

did  fall, 
And  glory  to  Jesus  for  he's  all  in  all; 
The  heart  of  his  rebel  was  bursted  in  twain, 
To  see  my  dear  Jesus  on  Calvary  slain. 

5  There  then  peace   was  in  heaven,  and 

peace  upon  earth, 
The  angels  rejoic'd  at  a  poor  sinners  birth; 
Your  sins  are  forgiven  my  Saviour  did  say. 
Oh!  witness  sweet  heaven,  on  this  my  birth 

day. 

6  My  soul  it  was  humbled,   I  fell  to  the 

ground, 
The  time  of  refreshing  :it  length  I  have 
found. 


6^ 

0  Lord,  thou  hast  ravish'd  niy  soul  with 

thy  charms; 
Let  me  die  Hke  Simeon,  witli  Christ  in  my 
arms. 

50.     P.  M. 

1  COME  all  ye  wandering"  pilc^rims  deal', 

Who'r    bound  for  f'anaan's  land; 
Take  co(irac;-e  and  fig-lit  valiantly, 

Stand  forth  with  sword  in  hand. 
Our  Captain's  gone  before  us, 

The  ip'ather's  only  Son; 
Then  Filiirims  dear,  pray  do  not  fear. 

But  let  us  follow  on. 

2  We've  a  dark  and  howling  wilderness, 

'Twixt  this  and  Canaan's  shore; 
A  land  of  droughts,  and  pits,  and  snares. 

Where  hideous  dangers  roai*; 
But  Jesus  will  attend  us, 

And  guard  us  in  the  way? 
If  enemies  examine  us. 

He'll  teach  us  what  to  say. 

3  "Good  morning,  brother  traveller, 

"Pray  tell  me  what's  your  name; 
''And  where  it  is  you're  going  too, 

"Also  from  whence  you  came?" 
My  name  it  is  Hold  Pilgrim, 

To  Canaan  I  am  bound; 
I'm  from  the  howling  wilderness; 

From  that  enchanted  groimd. 


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"Pray  what  is  that  upon  your  head 
"'I'hat  shines  so  clear  and  bright? 
"^Likewise  the  covering  of  your  breast, 

''So  dazzling  to  my  sight? 
"What  kind  of  shoes  are  them  you  weai'^ 

**In  which  you  boldly  stiind? 
"Likewise  that  shining  instrument, 

"You  bear  in  your  right  hand? 
'Tis  glorious  hope  tipon  my  head, 

And  on  my  breast  a  shield; 
"With  this  bright  sword  1  mean  to  fight 

Until  I  win  the  field; 
My  feet  are  shod  with  gospel  peace 

On  which  1  boldly  stand; 
And  I'm  resolv'd  to  fight  tiU  death, 
And  win  fair  Canaan's  land. 
)  "You'd  better  stay  with  me  Pilgrim, 
"And  give  your  journey  o'er; 
"Y'our  Captain,  he  is  out  of  sight, 

"His  face  you'll  see  no  more: 
"My  name  it  is  Appolyon, 

"This  land  belongs  to  me, 
"And  for  your  arms  and  pilgrim  dress 
"I'll  give  it  all  to  thee," 
^  O  no,  says  the  bold  pilgrim,  Sir, 
Your  offer  I  disdain, 
A  ghttering  crown  of  gloiy  bright 

I  shortly  shall  obtain, 
rf  1  but  hold  out  faithful 


ti4 

To  my  dear  Lord's  command, 
I  jointly  shall  be  heir  with  him 

In  Canaan's  happy  land. 
8  'Tis  true  indeed  1  am  not  freed 

From  enemies  as  yet; 
But  by  the  grace  of  God  I  stand 

With  them  beneath  my  feet. 
Now  I  rejoice  with  a  loud  voice 

In  hope  of  victory; 
And  to  God's  g-race,  I'll  g-ive  the  praise 

To  all  eternity. 

51.      8'5  <S'  7'5. 

1  COME,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing-  thy  gi*ace: 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing", 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise: 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above; 
Praise  tlie  mount — O  fix  me  on  it, 

Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love ! 

2  Here  I'll  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  bj-  thy  help  I'm  come; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  mc  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God.- 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  his  precious  blood! 


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3   O !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constniin'd  to  be! 
Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee: 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Here's  my  heart,  O  take  and  seal  it; 

Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

Gorham.']     52.     4  8's  &  2  6's. 

1  COME  on,  my  partners  in  distress. 
My  comrades  through  the  wilderness, 

Who  still  your  bodies  feel; 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

To  that  celestial  hill. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
Look  forward  to  that  heav'nly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode; 
On  faith's  strong*  eagle  pinions  rise. 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  suffer  with  our  Master  here. 
We  shall  befqje  his  face  appear. 

And  by  his  side  sit  down; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

Ihe  cross  shall  wear  the  crown. 
5 


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Thrice  blcsscel  inspiring'  hope, 
It  lifts  the  fjiiuting-  spirits  up; 

It  bring-s  to  life  the  dead! 
Our  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past^ 
And  you  and  I  ascend  at  last, 

Triumphant  with  our  head. 
5  That  great  mysterious  Deity: 
We  soon  with  open  face  shall  see 

The  beatific  sig-ht, 
Shall  fill  the  heav'nly  courts  with  pi-aise, 
And  wide  diffuse  the  golden  blaze 

Of  everlasting  light. 
53. 

1  DEAR  Jesus,  here  comes  and  knocks  at 

thy  door, 
A  beggar  for  crumbs,  distressed  and  poor. 
Blind,  lame,  and  forsaken,  all  rolled  in  his 

blood, 
At  last  overtaken  when  running  from  God. 

2  To  ask  children's  bread,  I  dare  not  pre- 

sume; 
But,  Lord,  to  be  fed  with  fragments  I  come. 
Some  crumbs  from  thy  table,  O  let  me  ob- 
tain, 
For,  lo!  thou  art  able  my  wants  to  sustain. 

3  1  own  I  deserve  no  favour  to  see; 

So  long  1  did  swerve  and  wander  from  thee, 
'Till    brought   by  affliction  my   follies  to 

mourn, 
Now  under  conviction  to  thee  I  return. 


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4  For  since  thou  hast  said  thou  wilt  cast 

out  none, 
That  fly  to  thy  aid  as  sinners  undone, 
Now'Lord  I  am  come  as  condemned  to  die, 
And  on  this  sweet  promise  I  humbly  rely. 

5  T  cannot  depart,  dear  Jesus,  nor  yield, 
Till  feels  my  poor  heart  this  prom'ise  ful- 
fills, ^ 

That  I  may  for  ever  a  monument  be,  [me. 

To  praise  the  dear  Saviour  of  sinners  like 

54.     L.  M 

1  DON'T  you  see  my  Jesus  coming? 

Don't  you  see  him  in  yonder  cloud? 
With  ten  thousand  ang-els  round  him. 
See  how  they  do  my  Jesus  crowd! 

2  Don't  you  see  his  arms  extended? 

Don't  you  hear  his  charming*  voice? 
Each  loving-  heart  beats  hig-h  for  g-lory, 
Oh!  my  Jesus  is  my  choice. 

3  Don't  you  see  the  saints  ascending"! 

Hear  them  shouting-  throug-h  the  air! 
Jesus  smiling-,  trumpets  sounding-. 
Now  his  g-lory  they  shall  share. 

4  Don't  you  see  the  heav'ns  open, 

And  the  saints  in  g-lory  there ' 
Shouts  of  triumph  bui-sting-  round  you, 
Glory,  g-lory,  g-lory  here! 

5  Come  backsliders,  tho'  you've  pierc'd 

him, 
And  have  caus'd  hi«  church  to  mourn- 


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Yet  you  may  regain  free  pardon. 

If  you  will  to  him  return. 
Now  behold  each  loving  spirit, 

Shout  the  praise  of  his  dear  name; 
View  the  smiles  of  their  dear  Jesus, 

While  his  presence  feeds  the  flame. 
There  we'll  rang'e  the  fields  of  pleasure, 

By  our  dear  Kedeemer's  side: 
Shouting  glory,  g'lory,  glory. 

While  eternal  ages  glide. 

55.     P.  M. 

DARK  and  thorny  is  the  desert 

Through  whicli  pilgrims  make  their 
way: 
Yet  beyond  this  vale  of  sorrow, 

Lie  the  fields  of  endless  day; 
Fiends  loud  howling  through  the  desert, 

Make  them  tremble  as  they  go. 
And  the  fiery  darts  of  Satan 

Often  bring  their  courag-e  low. 
O  young  pilgrims  are  you  weary, 

Of  the  roughness,  of  the  way. 
Does  your  strength  begin  to  fail  you. 

And  your  vigour  to  decay  ^ 
Jesus,  Jesus,  will  go  with  you : 

He  will  lead  you  to  his  throne; 
He  who  dy'd  his  garments  for  you; 

And  the  wine-presa  trod  alone. 


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He  whose  thunder  shakes  creation, 

He  who  bids  tlie  planets  roll: 
He  who  rides  upon  tl\e  tempest, 

And  whose  sceptre  sways  the  whole ; 
Round  him  are  ten  thousand  angels, 

Ready  to  obey  command. 
They  are  always  hov'ring  round  you, 

'Till  you  reach  the  heavenly  land. 
There  on  flow'ry  hills  of  pleasure, 

Lie  the  fields  of  endless  rest; 
Love,  and  joy,  and  peace  for  ever 

Reig-n  and  triumph  in  your  breast. 
Who  can  paint  the  scenes  of  glory 

Where  the  ransom'd  dwell  on  high; 
They  on  golden  harps  for  ever 

Sound  redemption  through  the  sky! 
There  are  thousands  flaming  seraphs 

Flying  across  the  heav'nly  plain. 
Where  they  sing  immortal  praises; 

Glory,  glory,  is  their  strain. 
But  methiiiks  a  sweeter  concert, 

Makes  the  heav'nly  arches  ring: 
And  the  song  is  heard  in  Zion, 

Which  the  angels  cannot  sing. 
O  their  crowns!  how  bright  they  sparkle 

Such  as  raonarchs  never  wore; 
They  are  gone  to  richer  pastures, 

Jesus  is  their  shepherd  there. 
Hail!  ye  happy,  happy  spirits, 

Death  no  more  shall  make  you  fear, 


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Grief  or  sorrow,  pain  or  anguish, 
Shall  no  more  distress  you  there. 

56.     P.  M. 

1  DROOPING  souls  no  longer  grieve, 

Heaven  is  propitious; 
If  in  Christ  you  do  believe, 

You  will  find  him  precious. 
Jesus,  he  is  passing-  by. 

Calling-  mourners  to  him. 
Tie  has  died  for  you  and  me, 

Now  look  up  and  view  him. 

2  From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 

Flows  the  healing-  lotion. 
See  the  consolating-  tide, 

Boundless  as  the  ocean. 
Feel  the  living  waters  move., 

O  ye  sick  and  dying. 
And  resolve  to  gain  his  love. 

Or  to  perish  trying. 

3  Grace's  store  is  full  and  free. 

Drooping  souls  to  gladden, 
Jesus  calls,  Come  unto  me 

Ye  weary,  heavy  laden: 
Though  your  sins  like  mountains  high, 

Rise  and  reach  to  Heaven; 
Soon  as  you  on  Christ  rely; 

All  shall  be  forgiven. 

4  Now  methinks,  I  hear  one  say, 

I  will  go  and  prove  him. 


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If  he  take  my  sins  away— 

Surely  I  shall  love  him: 
Now  I  see  the  Saviour  smile, 

lie  removes  my  burden, 
All's  of  grace— though  I  am  vile. 

Yet  he  fffeals  my  pardon. 
Streaming-  mercy  how  it  roU'd, 

Now  I  know,  I  feel  it, 
Half  has  never  yet  been  told, 

Yet  I  want  to' tell  it; 
Jesus'  blood  has  heal'd  my  wound, 

O  the  wondrous  story, 
I  was  lost,  but  now  I'm  found. 

Glory, glory,  glory. 
Glory  to  my  Saviour's  name, 

Saints  are  bound  to  love  him: 
Sinners  you  may  do  the  same, 

Only  come  and  prove  him. 
Hasten  to  my  Saviour's  blood. 

Feel  it,  and  declare  it? 
O  that  I  could  sing  so  loud 

That  all  the  world  might  hear  it. 
Should  no  greater  joys  be  known 

In  the  upper  region, 
Still  I'd  strive  to  travel  on 

In  this  pure  Religion. 
Heaven  now,  and  Heaven  than; 

Glory  hear  and  yonder, 
Brightest  Seraphs  shout  Amen, 

While  the  Angels  wonder. 


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57.     P.  M. 

1  DEATH  shall  not  destroy  my  comfort, 

Christ  shall  guide  me  thro'  the  gloom, 
Down  He'll  send  some  heavenly  convoy, 

To  convey  my  spirit  home : 
Jordan's  streams  shall  ne'er  o'erflow  me, 

While  my  Saviour's  by  my  side, 
Canaan,  Canaan  lies  before  me, 

Rise  and  cross  the  swelling  tide. 

2  See  the  happy  spirits  waiting, 

On  the  bankb  beyond  the  stream. 
Sweet  responses  still  repeating, 

Jesus,  Jesus,  is  their  theme: 
See  they  whisper!  hark!  they  call  me, 

Sister  spirit  come  away! 
Lo  I  come !  earth  can't  contain  me, 

Hail  ye  realms  of  endless  day! 

3  Worlds  of  liglit,  and  crowns  of  glory, 

Far  above  yon  azure  sky, 
Tho'  by  faith  T  now  explore  ye; 

I'll  enjoy  you  soon  on  high: 
Soon  I'll  gain  a  full  possession. 

Faith  and  hope  shall  henceforth  cease, 
Lost  in  love's  exhaustlcss  ocean. 

Love  that  sweetest,  brjghest  grace. 

4  Smiling  angels  now  surround  me, 

Troops  resplendent  fill  the  skies. 
Glory  shining  all  around  me, 
While  my  towering  spirit  flies: 


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Jesus  clad  in  dazzling  splendour, 
Now  methinks  appears  in  view, 

Brethren,  could  you  see, my  Jesus, 
You  would  serve  and  loye  him  too. 

58.     P.  M. 

1  DANIEL'S  wisdom  may  I  know, 
Stephen's  faith  and  spirit  show, 
John's  divine  communion  feel, 
Moses'  meekness,  Joshua's  zeal; 
Run  like  the  unwearied  Paul, 
Win  the  day  and  conquer  all. 

2  Mary's  love  may  I  possess, 
Lydia's  tender-heartedness, 
Peter's  ardent  spirit  feel, 
James'  faith  by  works  reveal. 
Like  young  Timothy,  may  I 
Every  sinful  passion  fly. 

3  Job's  submission  may  1  show, 
David's  true  devotion  know; 
Samuel's  call,  O  may  I  hear, 
Lazaras'  happy  portion  share; 
Let  Isaiah's  hallow'd  fire. 

All  my  new  born  soul  inspire. 

4  Mine  be  Jacob's  wrestling-  prayer, 
Gideon's  valiant  steadfast  care, 
Joseph's  purity  impart, 

Isaac's  meditating  heart, 
Abraham's  friendship  may  I  prove. 
Faithful  to  the  God  of  love. 


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5  Most  of  all,  may  I  pursue. 
That  example  Jesus  drew; 
By  my  life  and  conduct  show 
How  heliv'd  and  walk'd  below; 
Day,  by  day,  through  grace  restor'd 
Imitate  my  blessed  Lord. 

6  When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled. 
When  its  wasting  lamps  are  dead, 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade, 
Youth  and  fame  and  power  are  laid. 
Where  immortal  spirit's  reign. 
There  may  we  all  meet  again. 

Condolence.^     59.    4  lijies  7^s. 

1  DEPTH  of  mercy,  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserv'd  for  me? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace, 
.  Long  provoked  him  to  his  face; 

Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls: 
Griev'd  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Kindled  his  relentings  are. 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare; 
Cries,  "how  shall  I  give  thee  up?" 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 

4  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands. 
Shows  his  wounds  and  spreads  his  hands; 
God  is  love!  I  know,  I  feel, 

Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still. 


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5  Now  incline  me  to  repent! 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament! 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore! 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 
60.     8,7,4. 

1  DAY  of  Judgment,  day  of  wonders! 

Hark!  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 

Shakes  the  vast  creation  round! 
How  the  summons 
Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound! 

2  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing, 

Cloth'd  in  majesty  divme! 
You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shall  say,  "This  God  is  mine! 
Gracious  Saviour, 
O  w n  me  in  tliat  day  for  thine. 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea: 
All  the  powers  of  nature  shaken, 

By  his  looks  prepared  to  flee, 
Careless  sinner. 
What  will  then  become  of  theei" 

4  Horrors  past  imagination. 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 

"Hence  accursed  wretch  depart! 
"Thou  with  satan 
<'And  his  angels  have  thy  part 


hi" 


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61. 

1  DELIGHT,  and  softest  sympathy, 
My  faithful  heart  divide, 

"When  I  behold  the  shameful  tree 
Where  my  Redeemer  died! 

I  look  on  him  whose  blood  redeems. 
And  bears  me  up  to  God; 

It  look — and  while  the  fountain  streams. 
My  tears  increase  the  flood. 

2  I  want  to  pour  a  sea  of  tears. 

With  blessed  grief  to  mourn. 
In  view  of  him  whose  form  appears 

By  my  offences  torn. 
My  sins  have  done  th*  atrocious  deed. 

Have  caus'd  the  killing  smart, 
And  pierc'dhis  soul  and  made  liim bleed. 

The  balm  that  breaks  my  heart. 

3  His  precious  blood  both  wounds  and  heals 

(When  faith  the  balm  applies) 
My  peace  restores,  my  pardon  seals. 

My  nature  sanctifies; 
His  precious  blood  tlie  life  inspires 

Which  ang-els  live  above. 
And  fills  my  infinite  desires. 

And  turns  me  all  to  love. 

62.     L.   M. 

1  ENCOMPASS'D  with  clouds  of  distress, 
Just  ready  all  hopes  to  resig-n. 


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1  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine: 
Dishearten'd  with  waiting  so  long, 

I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load; 
All  plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hand  unto  God. 

2  Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terror  shall  cease, 
The  blood  of  atonement  apply, 

And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace,  |^ 

The  rock  tliat  is  higher  than  I. 

Speak,  Saviour!  for  sweet  is  thy  voice. 
Thy  presence  is  fair  to  behold; 

Attend  to  my  son*ows  and  cries, 
My  groanings  that  cannot  be  told. 

3  If  sometimes  1  strive  as  I  mourn. 
My  hold  of  thy  promise  to  keep, 

The  billows  more  fiercely  return, 
And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep. 

While  harrass'd  and  cast  from  thy  sight. 
The  tempter  suggests  with  a  roar, 

"The  Lord  has  forsaken  thee  quite; 
Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more." 

4  Yet,  Lord,  if  thy  love  hath  design'd 
No  covenant  blessing  for  me, 

Ah,  tell  me,  how  is  it  1  find 

Some  pleasure  in  waiting  for  thse. 

Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art; 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  my  tower; 

Come,  succour  and  gladden  my  heart. 
,  Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power. 


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63. 

1  FIX  my  heart  alid  eyes  on  thine! 

What  are  other  objects  worth? 
But  to  see  thy  glory  shine. 

Is  a  heav'n  begun  on  earth: 
Trifles  can  no  longer  move. 

Oh,  I  tread  on  all  beside, 
When  I  feel  my  Saviour's  love. 

And  remember  how  he  di'd. 

2  Now  my  search  is  at  an  end. 

Now  iny  wishes  rove  no  more! 
Thus  my  moments  I  would  spend. 

Love,  and  wonder,  and  adore: 
Jesus,  source  of  excellence! 

All  thy  glorious  love  reveal! 
Kingdoms  shall  not  bribe  me  hence. 

While  thy  happiness  I  feel. 

3  Take  my  heart,  'tis  all  thine  own, 

To  thy  will  my  spirit  frame; 
Thou  shalt  reign,  and  thou  alone, 

Over  all  I  have,  or  am: 
If  a  foolish  thought  should  dare 

To  rebel  against  thy  word, 
Slay  it.  Lord,  and  do  not  spare. 

Let  it  feel  thy  Spirit's  sword. 

4  Making  thus  the  Lord  my  choice, 

I  have  nothing  more  to  choos*e', 
But  to  listen  to  thy  voice. 
And  my  will  in  thine  to  lose: 


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Thus,  whatever  may  betide, 

I  shall  safe  and  happy  be : 
Still  content  and  satisfi'd. 

Having  all,  in  having  thee. 

MridgC.~\     64.      CM. 
FATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee, 

No  other  help  I  know; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 

Ah,  whither  shall  I  go? 
What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath! 
What  pain,  what  labour  to  secure 

My  soul  from  endless  deatli! 
1  O  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  now  should  feel  thy  power, 
Now  my  poor  soul  thou  wouldst  retrieve. 

Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour, 
t  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes: 
O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift, 

My  soul  without  it  dies. 

5  Sure'ly  thou  canst  not  let  me  die; 

O  speak,  and  I  shall  live; 

And  here  I  will  un^vearied  lie, 

Till  thou  thy  spirit  give. 

6  The  worst  of  sinners  would  rejoice, 

Could  they  but  see  thy  face; 
O  let  me  hear  thy  quick'ning  voice, 
And  taste  thv  pard'nmg  grace! 


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65. 

I  FERVENT  persevering  prayers 

Are  faith's  assur'd  resource; 
Brazen  gates  and  iron  bars, 

In  vain  withstand  their  force; 
Peter  when  in  prison  cast, 

Though  by  soldier's  kept  with  care; 
Though  the  doors  were  bolted  fast, 

Was  soon  releas'd  by  pray'r. 
■  While  he  slept,  an  angel  came 

And  spread  a  light  around; 
Touch'd  and  call'd  him  by  his  name, 

And  rais'd  him  from  the  ground; 
All  his  chains  and  fetters  burst, 

Ev'ry  door  wide  open  Hew; 
Peter  thought  he  dream'd,  at  first, 

But  found  the  vision  truef^ 
Thus  the  Lord  can  make  a  way  ?s 

To  bring  his  saints  relief; 
*Tis  their  part  to  wait  and  pray, 

In  spite  of  unbelief; 
He  can  break  tliro'  walls  of  stone, 

Sink  the  mountain  to  a  plain; 
They  to  whom  his  name  is  known, 

Can  never  pray  in  vain, 

66.     L.  M. 
FAREWELL,  dear  friends,  I  must  be 

gone, 
I  have  no  home  or  stay  with  you; 


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I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 
'Till  I  a  better  world  do  view; 

Farewell,  farewell,  farewell. 
My  loving  friends  farewell 

2  Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along", 
Nor  waits  for  mortals,  care  or  bliss, 

I'll  leave  you  here,  and  travel  on. 
*Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 

3  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
To  you  I'm  bound  in  cords  of  love; 

Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
That  soon  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

4  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross, 
You've  strug-g-led  long  and  hard  for  heav'n 

You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross, 
Fight  on,  the  crown  shall  soon  be  giv'n. 

5  Farewell,  ye  blooming  sons  of  God, 
Sore  conflicts  yet  await  for  you: 

Yet  dauntless  keep  the  heavenly  road, 
'Till  Canaan's  happy  land  you  view. 

6  Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners  too. 

It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here, 
Eternal  vengeance  waits  for  you; 
O  turn,  and  find  salvation  near. 

67.     P.  M. 

Jl   FAREWELL,  my   dear   brethren,   the 

time  is  at  hand,  [band; 

That  we  must  be  parted  from  this  social 


^2 

Our   ?everal  engagements  now  call  us 

away, 
Our  parting  is  needful,  and  we  must  obey. 

2  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  farewell  for 

a  while, 

We'll  soon  meet  again,  if  kind  provi- 
dence smile; 

But  when  we  are  parted,  and  scattered 
abroad, 

We'll  prayer  for  each  other  when  wrest- 
ling with  God. 

3  Farewell,  faithful  soldiers,  you'll  soon  be 

dischurg'd, 
The  war  will  be  ended,   your  treasures 

enlarg'd; 
With  shouting  and  singing,  *ho'  Jordan 

may  roar, 
We'll  enter  fair  Canaan,  and  rest  on  the 

shore. 

4  Farewell,   ye  young  converts,    who're 

listed  for  war, 
Sore  trials  await  you,  but  Jesus  is  near^ 
Altho'  you  must  travel  the  dark  wilder- 
ness, 
Your  captain's  before  you,  he'll  lead  you 
to  peace. 

5  The  world  and  the  devil,  and   hell  all 

unite, 
And  bold  persecution  will  try  you  to 
fright; 


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&ut  Jesus  stands  for  you,  who  is  stronger 

than  they, 
Let  this  animate  you  to  march  on  your 

way. 

6  Farewell,  seeking-  mourners,  with  sad 

broken  hearts, 

O  hasten  to  Jesus,  and  choose  the  good 
part, 

He's  full  of  compassion,  and  mighty  to 
save. 

His  arms  are  extended  your  souls  to  re- 
ceive. 

7  Farewell,  faithful  Christians,  farewell  all 

around, 
•  Perhaps  we'll  not  meet,  till  the  last  trump 

shall  sound; 
To  meet  you  in  glory,  I'll  give  you  my 

hand, 
Oiu*  Saviour  to  praise  in  a  pure  social  band 
68.     P.  M. 
1  FROM  the  regions  of  love,  lo!  an  angel 

descended, 
And  told  the  strange  news,  how  the  babe 

was  attended; 
Go  Shepherds  and  visit  the  wonderful 

stranger. 
See  yonder  bright  star,  there's  your  God 

in  a  manger. 
Hallelujah  to  the  lamb,  who  has  purchased 

our  pardon. 


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3  Glad  tidings  1  bring,  unto  you  and  each 
nation, 

Glad  tidings  of  joy,  now  behold  your 
salvation; 

Then  suddenly  multitudes  raised  their 
glad  voices, 

And  shout  hallelujahs,  while  heaven  re- 
joices. 

3  Now  glory  to  God  in  the  highest  is  ^ven, 
All  glory  to  God  is  re-echo'd  in  heaven; 
Around  the  whole  earth,  let  us  tell  the 

glad  stopy. 
And  sing  of  his  love,  his  salvation,  and 
glory. 

4  Enraptured  I  bum,  with  delight  and  de- 

sire, 
Such  love,  so  divine,  sets  my  soul  all  on 

fire; 
Around  the  bright  throne   hossannahs 

are  ringing, 
O  when  shall  I  join  them,  and  ever  be 

singing. 

5  O  Jesus  ride  on,  thy  kingdom  is  glorious 
O'er  sin,  death  and  hell,  thou  shalt  make 

us  victorious; 

Thy  banner  unfurl  let  the  nations  sur- 
render. 

And  own  thee  their  Saviour,  their  God, 
and  defender. 


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69.    P.  M. 

1  FAREWELL,  my  dear  brethren,  1  bid 

you  farewell, 
I'm  g^oing-  to  travel  the  way  to  excel; 
I'm  going  to  travel  the  wilderness  through 
Therefore,  my  dear  brethren,  I  bid  you 

adieu. 

2  The  thoughts  of  our  parting  doth  cause 

me  to  grieve. 
So  well  do  I  love  you,  but  you  I  must 

leave; 
My  Jesus  commands,  and  I  must  obey, 
Therefore,  my  dear  brethren  don't  grieve 

after  me. 

3  May  the^eavens  protect  you,  be  Jesus 

your  guide. 

On  the  walls  of  our  Zion  may  'you  ever 
abide; 

Though  we  live  at  a  distance,  and  you  I 
ne'er  see, 

On  the  bank  of  sweet  Canaan  acquaint- 
ed w&'ll  be. 

4  There  all  things  are  plenty,  and  the  leaves 

growing  green, 
And  the  parting  of  Christians  no  more  to 

be  seen; 
No  sorrow,   no  trouble  shall  enter  that 

place, 


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But  there  we  shall  join  in  a  song  of  free 
grace. 

5  And  when  we  meet  Jesus  in  the  mansion 

above. 

Where  saints  and  bright  angels  are  feast- 
ing on  love: 

O  then  we  shall  look  for  each  mourner 
that's  here, 

How  glad  we  shall  be  to  meet  each  other 
there. 

6  Farewell  to  all  sorrows,  temptations,  and 

pains, 
I'm  going  ^\"here  Jesus  forever  doth  reign 
I'm  going  to  Jesus  his  goodness  to  prove. 
Where  saints  and  bright  angels  are  feast- 
ing on  love. 

70.     P.   M. 

1  FROM  whence  does  this  union  arise, 
That  hatred  is  conquer'd  by  love? 

It  fastens  our  souls  with  such  ties. 
That  distance,  nor  time  can  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found. 
Nor  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost; 

It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground, 
And  Jesus's  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 

3  My  friends  once  so  dear  unto  me. 
Our  souls  so  united  in  love; 

Where  Jesus  is  gone,  we  shall  be, 
In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 


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4  O!  why  then  so  loath  for  to  part^ 
Since  there  we  sliall  soon  meet  ag\ain, 

Engrav'd  on  Immanuel's  heart, 
At  a  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

5  And  then  we  shall  see  that  bright  day, 
And  join  with  the  angels  above, 

Set  free  from  the  prisons  of  clay. 
United  in  Jesus's  love. 

6  Witli  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 
And  all  liis  bright  glory  shall  see. 

Singing,  hallelujahs,  amen; 
Amen!   even  so  let  it  be. 

71.      7'S. 

1  GRACIOUS  Lord,  incline  thine  ear. 
My  requests  vouchsafe  to  hear; 
More  distressed  with  guilt  am  I, 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

2  [Wealth  and  honour  I  disdain. 
Earthly  comforts  all  are  vain? 
These  can  never  satisfy. 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

3  Lord,,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt, 
Only  take  aM'ay  my  guilt; 
Mourning  at  thy  feet  I  lie. 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die.] 

4  All  unlioly  and  unclean, 

J  am  nothing  else  but  sin; 
I  to  thee  for  mercy  fly, 
tjive  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 


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Ihou  dost  freely  save  the  lost, 
In  thy  mercy  1  would  trust; 
With  my  earnest  suit  comply, 
Give  me  Christ;  or  else  I  die. 
0,my  God,  what  shall  I  say? 
Take,  O  take  my  sins  away: 
Jesu's  blood  to  me  apply, 
Give  me  Christ,  or  else  I  die. 

72. 
GREAT  God,  preserved  by  thine  arm, 

I  pass'd  the  shades  of  nig-ht, 
Serene — and  sale  from  ev  ry  harm, 

And  see  returnin;; light. 
Oh,  let  th.e  same  Almighty  care 

My  wakeful  hours  defend; 
From  ev'ry  danger,  ev'ry  snare, 

My  heedless  steps  defend; 
Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 

With  gi-atitude  and  praise. 
73.     C.  M. 
HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  car! 
It  sooths  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wound?, 

And  drives  away  his  fear. 
It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole. 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul. 

And  to  the  weary,  rest. 


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Dear  name!  the  rock  on  which  I  build. 

My  shield  and  hiding  place; 
My  never  failing  treas'ry  fill'd 

With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 
By  thee  prayers  acceptance  gain, 

Altho'  1  was  defil'd; 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
And  I  am  own'd  a  child. 
Jesus!  my  shepherd,  husband,  friend, 

My  prophet,  priest,  and  king; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  way,  my  end. 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 
I  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart. 
And  cold  my  warmest  thoughts; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  1  ought. 
'  Till  then  1  wovdd  thy  love  proclaim 
With  ev'ry  fleeting  breath; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name, 
Refresh  mv  s(^ul  in  death. 
U.     C.  M. 
L  HOW  lost  was  my  condition, 
'Till  Jesus  made  me  whole! 
1  here  is  but  one  physician 
Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul ! 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 
And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave, 
-    To  tell  to  all  around  me, 

His  wondrous  power  to  save. 


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The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light,  compar'd  with  sin: 
On  ev'ry  part  it  siezes, 

Rut  rages  most  within; 
'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 

And  madness — all  combin'd; 
And  none  but  a  believer, 

The  least  relief  can  find. 
From  men  great  skill  professing, 

J  thought  a  cure  to  gain. 
But  this  proved  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain : 
Some  said  that  nothing  ail'd  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost; 
Thus  ev'ry  refuge  fail'd  me. 

And  all  my  hopes  were  cross'd. 
At  length  this  great  physician, 

How  matchless  is  his  gi'ace ! 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case: 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him. 

For  sin  my  eyes  had  seal'd; 
Then  bid  me  look  unto  him; 

I  look'd  and  I  was  heal'd. 
A  dying  risen  Jesus, 

Seen  by  the  eye  of  fiiith; 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death: 
Come  then  to  thy  physician, 

Mis  help  he'H'freely  give- 


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He  makes  no  hard  condition, 
'Tis  only— look  and  live, 
75. 

1  HAKK,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord, 
*Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word, 
Jesus  speaks  and  speaks  to  thee, 
"Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ? 

2  "I  dehv'd  thee  when  bound, 

And  when  wounded,  heal'd  thy  vvound; 
Sought  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  right, 
Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bear? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above; 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath. 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shall  be. 
Say,  poor  sinner  lov'st  thou  me?" 

6  Lo'rd  it  is  my  chief  complaint. 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint; 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore, 

Oh  for  grace  to  love  thee  more! 
76. 
1   HOW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
The  soul  that's  fiU'd  with  joy  and  peace, 


92 

That  bears  the  fruit  of  righteousness, 

And  kept  by  Jesu's  power, 
Their  trespasses  are  all  forgiv'n, 
They  antedate  the  joys  of  lieav'n: 

In  rapturous  lays 

Shout  the  praise  ^ 

Of  Jesu's  grace, 

To  a  lost  race 
Of  sinners,  brought  to  happiness 
Through  the  atoning  blood  of  Jesus. 
Satan  may  tempt  and  hell  may  rage. 
And  all  the  powers  of  earth  besiege; 
Their  united  strength  at  once  engage 

To  pluck  a  soul  from  Jesus: 
The  faithful  soul  laughs  them  to  scorn. 
He's  heaven-bound,  he's  heaven-born, 

He'Jl  watch  and  pray, 

Night  and  day, 

Fight  his  way, 

AVin  the  day. 
And  all  his  enemies  dismay, 
Thro'  the  mighty  name  of  Jesus. 
O  monster,  "Death,  thy  string  is  drawn, 
O,  boasting  grave,  no  trophies  won; 
The  saint  triumplis  thro'  gi'ace  alone, 

To  praise  the  name  of  Jesus. 
At  length  he  bids  the  world  adieu, 
With  all  his  vanity  and  shew — 

The  soul  it  flies, 

Thro'  the  skies. 


93 

To  Paradise, 

And  joins  its  voice, 
In  rapturous  lays  of  love  to  praise 
The  glorious  name  of  Jesus. 
When  Gabriel's  awful  trump  shall  sound. 
And  rendthe  rocks,  convulse  the  ground, 
x\nd  swears  that  time  is  at  an  end, 

Ye  dead  arise  to  judgment. 
See  lightnings  flash  and  thunder  roll, 
The  earth  wrapt  like  a  parchment  scroll, 

Comets  blaze, 

Sinners  raise. 

Dread  amaze. 

And  horrors  seize 
The  guilty  sons  of  Adam's  race, 
Unsav'd  from  sin  by  Jesus. 
The  Christian,  fill'd  with  rapturous" joy, 
Midst  flaming  worlds  he  mounts  on  high, 
To  meet  his  Saviour  in  the  sky, 

And  see  the  face  of  Jesus. 
Then  soul  and  body  reunite. 
And  fill'd  with  glory  infinite; 

Blessed  day. 

Christians  say, 

Will  you  pray. 

That  we  may 
All  join  that  happy  company, 
To  praise  the  name  of  Jesus. 

rz.  ' 

HAIL,  soY'reign  love  that  first  began^ 


94 

The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man^ 
Hail  matchless,  fi-ee,  eternal  grace, 
That  g-ave  my  soul  a  hiding-  place. 

2  Inwrapt  in  dark  Egyptian  night, 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light. 
Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 

Secure  without  a  hiding  place. 

3  But  lo!  th'  eternal  council  ran, 
Almighty  love,  arrest  the  man; 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 
And  found  1  had  no  hiding  place. 

4  Vindictive  justice  stood  in  view. 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew, 

But  Justice  cried  with  frowning  face, 
This  mountain  is  no  hiding  place. 

5  Butlo!  a  heavenly  voice  I  heard, 
And  mercy  for  my  soul  appear'd. 
She  led  me  on  a  pleasant  pace. 
To  Jesus  Christ  my  hiding  place. 

6  Should  storms  of  sevenfold  thunder  roll. 
And  shake  the  globe,  from  pole  to  pole, 
No  thunder  bolt  shall  daunt  my  face, 
For  Jesus  is  my  liiding  place. 

7  A  few  more  rolling  years  at  most. 
Will  land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  coast, 
AVhen  I  shall  sing  a  song  of  grace. 
Safe  in  my  glorious  hiding  place. 

78.     P.  M. 
1  HARK!  the  jubilee  is  sounding; 
O  the  joyful  news  is  come; 


95 

Free  salvation  is  proclaimed, 

In  and  through  God's  own  dear  Son? 

Now  we  have  an  invitation 

To  the  meek  and  lowly  Lambs 

Glory,  lionoiu',  and  salvation, 

Christ  the  Lord  has  come  to  reign. 

2  Come  dear  friends  and  don't  neglect  it. 
Come  to  Jesus  in  your  prime? 

Great  salvation,  don't  reject  it, 
O  receive  it,  now's  your  time; 

Now  the  Saviour  is  beginning 
To  revive  his  work  again; 

Glory,  honour,  and  salvation, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  come  to  reign. 

3  Come,  dear  children,  praise  our  Jesus, 
Praise  him,  praise  him  evermore, 

May  his  great  love  now  constrain  us, 
His  great  name  for  to  adore ; 

0  then  let  us  join  together. 
Crowns  of  glory  to  obtain; 

Glory,  honour,  and  salvation, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  come  to  reign. 

79.     P.  M. 

1  HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 

Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word; 
What  more  can  he  say,  than  to  you  he 

hath  said, 
You,  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled. 


96 

2  In  every  condition,  in  sickness,  in  health. 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth; 
At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the 

sea, 
'As  thy  days  may  demand,    shall   thy 
streng-th  ever  be. 

3  'Fear  not,  I  am  wkh  thee,  O  be  not  dis- 

may'd, 
'I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee 

aid; 
'I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause 

thee  to  stand, 
'Upheld   by   my   righteous  omnipotent 

hand. 

4  *When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call 

thee  to  go, 
'The  rivers  of  wo  shall  not  thee  overflow, 
'For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to 

bless, 
'And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

5  'When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway 

shall  lie, 

'My  grace  all  sufficient,  shall  be  thy  sup- 
ply* 

'The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only 
design 

'Thy  dross  to  consrime,  antl  thy  gold  t'- 
refine. 

6  'Even  down  to. old  age,  all  my  people 

fiball  prove. 


97 

'My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable 
love; 

'And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  these  tem- 
ples adorn, 

'Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  thy  bosom 
be  borne. 

7  'The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for 

repose 
*I  will  not,  T  will  not;  desert  to  his  foes, 
'That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endea- 
vour to  shake, 
'I'll  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake. 

80.      P.   M. 

1  HARK!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy! 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary; 

See,  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder — 

Shakes  the  earth  and  veils  the  sky! 

"Itisfinish'd!" 

Hear  the  Saviour — dying — cry. 

2  It  is  finish'd! — Oh,  what  pleasure 
Do  these  precious  words  afford! 
Heav'nly  blessings  v.'ithout  measure, 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ,  the  Lord: 
It  is  finish'd! 

Saints,  thy  dying  words  record. 

8  Finish'd — all  the  types  and  shadows 
Of  the  ceremonial  law; 

Finish'd — all  that  God  has  promised; 
7 


98 

Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe: 
It  is  finished! 

Saints  from  hence  your  comforts  draw. 
4  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, — 
Join  to  sing-  the  pleasing  theme: 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name. 
Hallelujah! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 

81.      10  &  11. 

1  HAIL!  thou  blest  morn  wlien  the  great 

Mediator, 
Down  from  the  mansion  of  heav'n  did 
descend, 
Shepherds  go  worship  the  babe  in  a  manger 
Lo!  for  his  guard  the  bright  angels  attend. 
Kindest  and  bed  of  the  sons  of  the  mornings 
Dawn  on  our  darhuss  an  d  lend  us  thine  aid; 
Star  in  the  east  the  horizon  adorning^ 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  was  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew  drops  were 

shining. 
Low  lay  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the 
stall. 
Angels  adore  l«m,  in  slumbers  reclining, 
Maker  and  Monarch  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say  shall  we  yield  him  a  costly  devotion. 
Odours  of  Eden,  or  offering  divine; 


99 

Gems  from  the  mountains  or  pearls  from 
the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the 
mine. 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation. 
All  those  can  never  his  favour  secure: 

Richer  by  far  is  the  hearts  adoration. 
Dearest  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the 
poor. 

5  Low  at  his  feet,  we  in  humble  prostration 
Lose  all  our  soitow,  and  trouble  and  strife. 

There  we  receive  his  divine  consolation. 
Flowing-  afresh  from  the  fountain  of  Life. 

6  He  is  our  friend  in  the  midst  of  temptation 
Faithful  supporter  whose  love  cannotfail, 

Rock  of  our  refuge  and  Hope  of  Salvation, 
Light  to  direct  me  thro'  death's  gloomy 
vale. 

82.     P.   M. 

1  HOW  happy,  how  loving,  howjovful  I 

feel! 
I  want  to  feel  more  love,  yea  more  love 

and  zeal, 
I  want  my  love  perfect,  I  want  my  love 

pure. 
That  all  things  with  patience  I  may  well 

endure. 

2  I  want  to  love  wisdom  that  comes  from 

above, 


100 

I  want  to  be  holy,  fiU'd  with  pure  love, 
I  want  my  light  clear  that  beholders  may 

see, 
How  faith  and  good  works  in  sweet  union 

agree. 

3  My  union  I  want  with  the  Father  and  Son 
I  want  that  love  perfect  which  now  is  be- 

gun, 
That  love  and  sweet  union  that  soothes 

every  care, 
And  with  my  dear  brethren  all  burthens 

to  bear. 

4  Come  all   my  dear  brethren  both  aged 

and  youth,  [truth. 

And  all  who  are  willing  to  walk  in  the 
Let  usall  join  together  in  union  and  love. 
And  on  our  good  journey  all  joyful  we'll 

prove. 

5  When  time  is  no  more,  and  from  earth 

we  remove, 
To  dwell  in  the  regions  of  peace,  life, 

and  love, 
"With  Jesus  our  Saviour,  and  all  holy  men. 
We'll  shout  hallelujah's  for  ever.  Amen. 

83.     v.  M. 

llomp. 
1  HOW  sad  are  the  moments  when  wan- 
dering from  God , 
And  thorny  and  dark  is  the  dafigerous  road; 


101 

But  lig^ht  is  the  pathway  which  leads  to  the 

tomb, 
When  cheered  by  the  presence  of  Jesus 
my  home, 
Home!  Home!  sweet,  sweet,  home, 
When  cheerM  by  the  presence  of  Je- 
sus my  home. 

2  Thoug-h  fading-  are  joys  which  earth  can 

bestow, 
And  false  is  the  light  which  illumes  us  be- 
low; 
Thoug-h  sorrows  like  clouds  hang  around 

us  in  gloom, 
The  beams  of  his  love  light  me  on  my  way 
home. 
Home!  Home!  &c.  &c. 
The  beams  of  his  love,  &c. 

3  W^hen  the  tempest  of  life  has  sunk  into 

repose. 
And  death  shall  the  beauties  of  heaven  dis- 
close, 
With  all  the  redeemed,  I  o'er  it  will  roam. 
And  sing  Hallelujah  to  Jesus  my  home.^ 
Home!   Home!  &c.  &c. 
And  sing  Hallelujah,  &c. 

84.     C.  M. 
1  HARK!  listen  to  the  trumpetei-s. 
They  call  for  volunteers; 


102 

On  Zion's  brig-ht  and  flowery  mount, 
Behold  the  officers. 

2  Their  horses  wliite,  their  armour  bright, 

With  courage  bold  they  stand, 
Enlisting"  soldiers  for  their  King, 
To  march  to  Canaan's  land. 

3  It  sets  my  heart  all  in  a  flame, 

A  soldier  for  to  be, 
I  will  enlist,  gird  on  my  arms, 
And  light  for  liberty. 

4  We  want  no  cowards  in  our  bands, 

That  will  their  colours  fly; 
We  call  for  valiant  hearted  men 
Who're  not  afraid  to  die. 

5  To  see  our  armies  on  parade, 

How  martial  they  appear; 
All  arm'd  and  dress'd  in  uniform 
They  look  like  men  of  war. 

6  They  follow  their  gi-eat  General, 

The  great  eternal  Lamb, 
His  garments  stain'd  in  his  own  blood, 
King  Jesus  is  his  name. 

7  The  trumpets  sound,  tlie  armies  shout, 

They  drive  the  hosts  of  hell; 
How  <h-eadful  is  our  God  t'  adore, 
The  great  Immanuel. 

8  Sinners,  enlist  with  Jesus  Christ, 

The  eternal  Son  of  God, 
And  march  with  us  to  Canaan's  land, 
Beyond  the  swelling  flood. 


103 

9  There  on  a  green  and  flowery  mount. 

Where  fruits  immortal  ^ow, 
With  angels  all  array'd  in  white — 
We'll  our  Redeemer  know. 

10  We'll  shout  and  sing-  for  ever  more; 

In  that  eternal  world, 
While  Satan  and  his  army  too. 
Shall  down  to  hell  be  hurl'd. 

11  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  soldiers  round. 

Redemption's  drawing-  nig-h; 
We  soon  shall  hear  the  trump eV  sound, 
That  shakes  the  earth  and  sky. 

12  In  fiery  chariots  we  shall  rise. 

And  leave  the  world  on  fire; 
And  all  surround  the  throne  of  love, 
And  join  the  heavenly  choir. 
Holsteinr\     85.     8  lines  8'5. 

1  HOW  tedious  and  tastless  the  hours, 

When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see; 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  bii'ds,  and  sweet 
flow'rs, 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me: 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim. 

The  fields  sti-ive  in  vain  to  look  ^y; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perftime, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom. 


104 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice . 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh. 

Have  nothing"  to  wish  or  to  fear, 
No  mortal  more  happy  than  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 
8  Content  witli  beholding-  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resign'd; 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind: 
While  bless'd  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appearj 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove. 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 
4  Bless'd  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine. 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say  why  do  I  languish  and  pine? 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 
O  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky 

Thy  soul  cheering  presence  restore, 
Or  take  me  to  thee  up  on  high. 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

86.      C.  M. 

1  HARK!  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound 
;My  ears  attend  the  cr}-.- 

"Ye  living  men  come  view  the  ground, 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  * 'Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 
In  spite  of  all  your  towers ! 


105 

The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 

Must  lie  as  low  as  oiu's." 

3  Great  God!  is  this  our  certain  doom? 
And  are  we  still  secure  ? 

Still  walking"  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepar'd  no  more? 

4  Grant  us  the  ])owcr  of  quick'ning  ^ace, 
To  fit  our  souls  to  fly: 

Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying-  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

lValer-slreet~]     87.     P,  M. 

1  HOW  happy  are  they, 
Who  their  Saviour  obey. 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above ! 
Tongue  cunnot  express 
The  sweet  comfort  o.nd  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love? 

2  That  comfort  was  mine. 
When  the  favour  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb: 
When  my  heart  it  believ'd. 
What  a  joy  I  receiv'd, 

What  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  name ! 

3  *Twas  akeaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

The  angels  could  do  nothing  more. 
Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 
And  the  story  repeat, 

And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 


106 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song: 

O  that  all  his  salvation  might  se«! 
He  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cried, 
He  hath  suffered  and  died, 

To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
I  was  carried  above 

All  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain; 
I  could  not  believe 
That  I  ever  sliould  grieve, 

That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

6  I  rode  on  the  sky. 
Freely  justified  I, 

Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  seat: 
My  soul  mounted  higher 
In  a  chariot  of  fire, 

Anrl  the  moon  it  was  under  my  feet. 

7  0  rapturous  height 
Of  tliat  holy  delight. 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood! 
Of  my  Saviour  possess'd, 
1  was  perfectly  blest. 

As  if  fiird  with  the  fulness  of  God. 


88.     C.  M. 

w  from   Sinai* 
The  trumpet's  awful  blast; 


1  HARK!  how  from   Sinai's  mount  pro- 
ceeds 


107 

While  yet  the  heart  with  angTiish  bleeds, 
And  sinks  in  wo  at  last. 

Behold  the  sinner's  fearless  soul. 
Which  love  could  ne'er  arrest. 
With  trembling  hears  the  thunder  roll, 
And  death  approaching  fast. — 

But  lo!  what  sound  of  heav'nly  peace, 
Amid  the  storm  I  hear; 

When  howling-  winds  a  moment  cease, 
And  love  s\icceeds  to  fear! 

Now  on  the  hill  of  Calvary, 
Where  Jesus  once  was  slain. 

Sweet  peace,  and  love,  and  sympathy. 
There  all  unbroken  reign. 

Whene'er  the  tempests  vengeful  voice, 
And  guilt  my  soul  appal, 

I  then  in  Jesus  will  rejoice. 
And  mercy's  gentle  call. 

And  wjien  by  care  and  wo  opprest 
Or  storms  of  sori'ow  fall, 

1*11  flee  to  him  and  find  a  rest- 
Enjoy  in  him  my  all. 

89.     8,  7. 

HAIL,  my  ever  blessed  Jesus, 

Only  thee  I  wish  to  sing; 
To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious, 

Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 
Oh,  what  mercy  flows  from  heav*n. 

Oh,  what  joy  and  happiness! 


108 

Love  I  much } — I've  much  forgiv'n — 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

2  Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 

Unconcern'd  in  s'.kx  I  lay; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing-, 

Till  my  Saviour  pass'd  that  way. 
Witness,  all  ye  hosts  of  heav'n, 

My  Redeemer's  tendernevs! 
Love  1  much? — I'm  much  forgiv'n— 

I'm  a  mh-acle  ol"  |:;-!ace. 

3  Shout,  ye  brig'ht  aug-elic  clioir; 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthron'd  above; 
While  astoniali'd  I  admire 

God's  free  g-race  and  boundless  love. 
That  blest  moment  I  receiv'd  liim, 

FlU'd  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace; 
Love  I  much? — I've  much  forg'iv'n — 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

90.    C.  M. 

1  HOW  happy  every  child  of  grace 

Who  knows  his  sins  forg-iven: 
This  eai-th,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 

I  seek  my  place  in  heaven: 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight; 

Yet,  O!  by  fiithl  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight. 

The  heaven  prepar'd  for  me. 

2  A  stranger  in  the  world  below, 

I  calmly  sojourn  here; 


109 

Nor  can  its  happiness  or  wo 

Provoke  my  hope  or  fear. 
Its  evils  in  a  moment  end. 

Its  joys  as  soon  are  past: 
But,  O!  the  bliss  to  which  I  tend, 

Eternally  shall  last. 
To  that  Jerusalem  above 

With  sing-ing  I  repair, 
While  in  the  flesh,  my  hope  and  love, 

My  heart  and  soul  are  there, 
There  my  exalted  Saviour  stands, 

My  merciful  High-priest, 
And  still  extends  liis  wounded  hands 

To  take  me  to  his  breast. 
What  is  there  here  to  court  my  stay, 

To  hold  me  back  from  home. 
While  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come? 
Shall  I  regret  my  parted  friends 

Still  in  the  vale  confin'd? 
Nay,  but  whene'er  my  soul  ascends, 

They  will  not  stay  behind. 
The  race  we  all  are  running  now: 

And  if  I  first  attai-n, 
They  too  tlieir  willing  head  shall  bow. 

They  too  the  prize  sliall  gain: 
Now  on  the  brink  of  death  we  stand: 

And  if  I  pass  before, 
They  all  shall  soon  escape  to  land. 

And  hail  me  on  the  shore. 


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6  O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours! 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 
We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers 

And  antedate  that  day: 
We  feel  the  Resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  conceal'd, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 

Our  earthen  vessels  lill'd. 

7  O  would  He  more  of  heaven  bestow. 

And  let  the  vessel  break. 
And  let  our  ransom'd  spirits  go 

To  g-rasp  the  God  we  seek: 
In  rapturous  awe  on  Him  to  gaze 

Who  bouglit  the  sight  for  me, 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 

Thro'  all  eternity. 

91.   r,  8. 

1  HAPPY  soul,  thy  days  are  ended, 

All  th)'  mourning  days  below. 
Go,  by  angel-guards  attended. 
To  the  sight  of  Jesus,  go! 

2  Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo!  the  Saviour  stands  above, 
Shows  the  glory  of  his  merit. 
Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

3  Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breast. 
To  his  uttermost  salvation, 
To  his  everlasting  rest. 


Ill 

For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain; 
Die,  to  live  the  Ufe  of  glory — 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

92.      7'5. 

HIGH  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 

Dwell  the  raptur'd  saints  above, 
Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 

Happy  inlmmanuel's  love. 
Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears. 

Once  then  knew,  like  us  below, 
Gloomy  doubts,  distressing-  fears, 

Tort'ring  pain  and  heavy  wo. 
Oft  the  big',  unbidden  tear. 

Stealing  down  the  furrow'd  cheek. 
Told,  in  eloquence  sincere, 

Tales  of  wo  they  could  not  speak. 
But,  these  days  of  weeping  o'er, 

Past  this  scene  of  toil  and  pain, 
They  shall  feel  distress  no  more. 

Never — never  weep  again! 
'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  the  angehc  lyres  above. 
Hark — their  songs  melodious  rise. 

Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love! 
Happy  Spirits!  ye  are  fled, 

Where  no  grief  can  entrance  find, 
Lull'd  to  rest  the  aching  head, 
Sooth'd  the  anguish  of  the  mind! 


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All  is  tranquil  and  serene, 

Calm  and  undisturbM  repose — 
There  no  cloud  can  intervene  — 

There  no  an^-ry  tempest  blows! 
Ev'ry  tear  is  vvip'd  away, 

Sighs  no  more  shall  heave  the  breast; 
Nig"ht  is  lost  in  endles?  day — 

Sorrow — in  eternal  rest! 
93.     P.  M. 
An  emblem  of  man.^ 
HAIL,  ye  si,c^hing"  sons  of  sorrow, 

Learn  with  me  your  certain  doom: 
Learn  with  me  your  fate  to-morrow, 

Dead,  perhaps  laid  in  the  tomb. 
See  all  nature  fading",  dying-, 

Silent  all  thing's  seem  to  mourn, 
Life  from  vegetation  flying", 

Calls  to  mind  the  mould'ring"  urn. 
Lo!  in  yonder  forest  standing". 

Lofty  cedars  how  they  nod, 
Scenes  of  nature  how  surprising"; 

Read  in  natin-c,  nature's  God. 
While  the  annual  frost  are  croppin,^ 

Leaves  and  tendrils  from  the  trees. 
Annually  our  friends  are  dropping", 

We  are  like  to  one  of  these. 
Hollow  winds  about  me  roaring"; 

Noisy  waters  round  me  rise, 
While  I  sit  my  fate  deploring, 

Tears  fast  streaming-  from  my  eyes. 


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What  to  me  is  autumn's  ti-easure. 

Since  I  know  no  earthly  joy. 
Long-  have  I  lost  all  youthfiil  pleasure. 

Time  will  health  and  youth  destroy. 
Former  friends,  how  oft  I've  sought  them. 

To  console  my  troubled  mind. 
Now  they're  g-one  like  leaves  of  autumn, 

Scattcr'd  by  the  dreary  wind. 
When  a  few  more  days  are  wasted. 

And  a  few  more  scenes  are  o'er. 
When  a  few  more  griefs  I've  tasted, 

I  shall  rise  to  fall  no  more. 
Fast  my  sun  of  life's  declining, 

Soon  'twill  set  in  endless  night. 
But  my  hopes  pure  and  reviving, 

Rise  to  fairer  worlds  of  light. 
Cease  this  trembling,  mourning,  sighing, 

Death  shall  burst  this  sullen  gloom, 
Then  my  spirit,  fluttering,  flying. 

Shall  be  borne  beyond  the  tomb. 
94.     7's, 
HARK!  the  song  of  Jubilee, 

Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar. 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea. 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore  > 
Hallelujah!  for  the  Lord. 

God  Omnipotent,  shall  reign; 
Hallelujah!  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main.     , 


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Hallelujah!  hark!  the  sound, 

From  the  depth  unto  the  skies. 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation  harmonies: — 
See  Jehovah's  banner  furl'd. 

Sheath  his  sword:  he  speaks:  'tis  done 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 
He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

With  illimitable  sway: 
He  shall  reign,  when  like  a  scroll; 

Yonder  heav'nshave  pass'd  away:  — 
Then  the  end: — beneath  his  rod, 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall; 
Hallelujah!  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all. 
95.      P.    M--6,  7. 
HEARTS  of  stone,  relent,  relent, 

Break — by  Jesu's  love  subdued. 
See  his  body  mangled,  rent, 

Cover'd  witli  a  gore  of  blood! 
Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done! 
Murder'd  God's  eternal  Son ! 
!  Yes,  oui-  sins  have  done  the  deed, 
Drove  the  nails  that  fix  him  here, 

Crown'd  with  thorns  his  sacred  head. 

Pierc'd  him  with  a  soldier's  spear. 
Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice; 
For  a  sinful  world  he  dies. 
Shall  we  let  him  die  in  vain.^ 


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Still  to  death  pursue  our  God? 
Open  tear  his  wounds  again, 

Trample  on  his  precious  blood' 
No:  with  all  our  sins  we  part: 
Sa\aour  take  my  broken  heart. 
96.     C.  iM. 

1  HOW  much  the  hearts  of  those  revive 

That  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
When  sinners  dead  are  made  alive 
By  his  all  quick'ning  word. 

2  The  parent  views,  with  joyful  eyes. 

His  now  returning  son, 
And  in  exstatic  joy  he  cries, 
*'What  hath  the  Saviour  done? 

3  The  ministers  of  Christ  rejoice. 

When  souls  the  word  receive; 
W^hen  sinners  hear  the  Saviour's  voice 
And  in  the  Lord  believe. 

4  The  church  of  God  their  praises  join 

And  of  Salvation  sing; 
They  g-lorify  the  grace  divine. 
Of  their  victorious  King. 

5  In  heaven  above  there's  joy  and  praise, 

Before  the  Lord  most  high; 
The  angelic  choirs  their  voices  raise, 
And  with  each  other  vie. 

6  But  greater  joy  must  they  possess, 

Who  feel  this  glorious  change; 
Their  lab'ring  tongues  can  but  expres* 
tiow  true,  but  yet  how  strange! 


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9r.   P.  M. 

1  I  LOVE  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee  my 

love, 
I  want  thy  salvation  more  fully  to  prove: 

1  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  O  why? 
Because  my  dear  Saviour  for  sinners  did  die. 

2  We'll  talk  of  redemption  while  we  stay 

below, 

We'll  sing-  of  redemption  when  upwards 
we  g-o;  y 

When  the  sun  shall  be  darken'd,  the  moon 
turn'd  to  blood, 

We'll  shout  full  redemption  in  the  king- 
dom of  God. 

3  When  sinking  in  sorrow  free  grace  did 

abound, 
Pursu'd  by  the  devil,  redemption  we  found; 
Our  hearts  to  redemption  we'll  tune  ev'ry 

string,  ' 

Thro'  heaven's  high   arches  redemption 

shall  ring. 

4  Redemption,  redemption,  to  him   that 

was  slain, 
We'll  out-sing  the  angels  in  this  heavenly 

sti'ain, 
Redemption  to  Jesus,  for  ever  we'll  cry, 
For  men,  not  for  angels,  the  Saviour  did  die 

5  The  song*  of  creation  bright  angels  may 


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But   we'll  sing"  redemption  to  Christ   our 

,      king, 
Thpo'  eternal  ages  these  songs  shall  be  sung 
While  Jesus's  glory  inspires  each  tongue. 

98.     C.  M. 

1  I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 

From  every  cumb'ring  care. 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day. 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penetential  tear, 
And  all  His  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore; 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  Him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heav'n; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew 
While  here  by  tempests  driv'n. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour. 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

99!     L.  M. 

1  I'VE  hsted  in  the  holy  war. 
Content  to  suffer  soldier's  fare; 


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The  banner  over  me  is  love; 

I  draw  my  rations  fi'om  above. 

I*ve  fought  thro'  many  a  battle  sore, 

And  I  must  fight  thro'  many  more; 

I'll  take  my  breastplate,  sword  and  shield 

And  boldly  march  into  the  field. 

The  world,  the  flesh,  and  Satan  too, 

Unite  and  try  what  tliey  can  do; 

On  thee,  O  Lord,  I  humbly  call, 

Uphold  me.  Lord,  or  1  shall  fall. 

I've  listed,  and  I  mean  to  fight 

Till  all  my  foes  are  put  to  flight: 

And  when  the  vict'ry  I  have  won, 

I'll  give  the  praise  to  God  alone. 

Come,  fellow-christians,  join  with  me, 

Come,  face  the  foe  and  never  flee: 

The  heav'niy  battle  is  begun, 

Come,  take  the  field,  and  win  the  orown. 

With  listing  orders  I  am  come, 

Come   rich,   come  poor,  come  old  and 

youngi 
The  bounty-money  now  is  giv'n, 
And  glorious  crowns  laid  up  in  heav'n. 
Ovu"  Captain  General's  gone  before, 
And  you  may  draw  from  grace's  store; 
But  if  you  will  not  list  and  fight, 
You'll  sink  into  eternal  night. 

100.      C.    M. 
IN  evil  long  I  took  dehght, 
Unaw'd  by  shame  or  fear; 


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'Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 

And  stopt  my  wild  career. 
I  saw  one  hanging-  on  a  tree, 

In  ag-onies  and  blood; 
Who  fix'd  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 

As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 
Sure,  never  to  my  latest  breMh, 

Can  I  forget  that  look; 
It  seem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 

I'hough  not  a  word  he  spoke. 
My  conscience  felt  and  own*d  the  guilty 

And  plung'd  me  in  despair; 
I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt. 

And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 
Alas!  I  knew  not  what  I  did. 

But  now  my  tears  are  vain: 
Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid? 

For  I  the  Lord  have  slain. 
A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

"1  freely  all  forgive; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  psdd, 

I'll  die  that  thou  may'st  live.** 
Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays. 

In  all  its  blackest  hue; 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace) 

It  seals  my  pardon  too.  • 

With,  pleasing  grief  and  mournful  joy. 

My  spirit  now  is  fill'd, 
I  hat  I  should  sucli  a  life  destroy. 
Yet  live  by  him  I  kill'd. 


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101.     L.  M. 

1  I'M  glad  that  I  am  born  to  die, 
From  grief  and  wo  my  soul  shall  fly; 
Brig-ht  angels  shall  convey  me  home. 
Away  to  new  Jerusalem. 

Hallelujah. 

2  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
I  hope  to  praise  him  after  de  ith,   , 

I  hope  to  praise  him  when  I  die. 
And  shout  salvation  as  I  fly. 

3  Farewell  vain  world,  I'm  going  home. 
My  Saviour  smiles  and  bids  me  come; 
Sweet  angels  beckon  me  away, 

To  sing  God's  praise  in  endless  day. 

4  I  soon  shall  pass  the  vale  of  <leatli. 
And  in  his  arms  I'll  lose  my  breath: 
And  then  my  happy  soul  shall  tell 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

5  I  soon  shall  hear  the  awful  sound, 
Awake  ye  nations  under  ground: 
Arise  and  drop  your  dying  shi-ouds. 
And  meet  king  Jesus  in  the  clouds. 

6  When  to  that  blessed  world  I  rise, 
And  join  the  anthems  in  the  skies; 
This  pote  above  the  rest  shall  swell. 
My  Jesus,  has  done  all  tilings  well. 

7  Then  shall  I  see  my  blessed  God, 
And  praise  him  in  his  bright  abode; 


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My  theme  throug-h  all  eternity 
Shall  glory,  glory,  glory  be. 

102.     P.  M. 

1  IN  the  house  of  king  David  a  fountain 

did  spring, 
For  s;n  and  transgressions,  from  Jesus  our 

king; 
This  fountain  flows  sweetly,  whenever 

applied, 
It  sprang  from  the   bowels  of   Christ, 

wlieu  he  died. 

2  Come  all  that  have  bathed  in  the  foun- 

tain of  love. 
And  have  felt  th'  heavy  burthen  of  guilt 

to  remove: 
Let's  praise  our  dear  Saviour,  as  long 

as  v,-e've  breath. 
And  after  we're  laid  in  the  dust  of  the 

earth. 

3  There,  there,  we  shall  sleep  but  not  al- 

ways remain, 

"We  look  for  the  coming  of  Jesus  again; 

When  v/ak'd  by  the  trumpet,  we'll  lay- 
by our  shrouds, 

And  rise  to  meet  Jesus,  our  Lord,  in  the 
clouds. 

4  How  we  shall  be  fashion'd,  he  does  not 

declare, 


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But  we  shall  be  like  him  when  he  doth 

appear; 
And  that  happy  moment  we're  longing 

to  see, 
When  we  shall  be  perfectly  happy  in 

thee. 
Lord  Jesus,  I  love  thee  thou  knowest 

very  well; 
Assist  me  to  conquer  the  powers  of  hell; 
Though  Satan  he  rages  and  frightens  me 

too. 
Lord  Jesus  protect  me,  and  bring  me 

safe  through. 

103.     P.  M. 

I  LOVE  my  blessed  Savioui-, 
I  feel  I'm  in  his  favour, 
And  I  am  his  for  ever 

If  I  but  faithful  prove; 
And  now  I'm  bound  for  Canaan, 
I  feel  my  sins  forgiv'n. 
And  soon  shall  get  to  heaven. 

To  sing  redeeming  love. 

Poor  sinners  may  deride  me, 
And  unbehevers  chide  me, 
But  nothing  shall  divide  me. 

From  Jesus  my  friend. 
Supported  by  his  power, 
1  long  to  see  the  hour, 


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That  bids  my  spirit  tower. 

And  all  my  troubles  end. 
The  pleasing  time  is  hast'ning", 
My  tottering-  frame  is  wasting. 
While  I'm  eng-ag-ed  in  praising, 

Impelled  by  his  love, 
When  yonder  shining  orders, 
Who  sing  on  Canaan's  borders, 
Shall  bear  me  to  their  Lord,  there 

To  praise  him  above. 
My  thirsty  soul  is  panting 
My  body  almost  fainting, 
While  praise  and  prayer  are  venting. 

From  my  feeble  tongue. 
How  ardent  my  desire, 
Lord  Jesus,  raise  me  higher; 
To  join  the  holy  choir, 

In  that  immortal  song. 
Farewell,  I'm  bound  for  glory, 
How  pleasing  is  the  stor\'' 
Those  shining  worlds  before  me 

Invite  me  to  be  gone. 
Had  I  angels'  pinions, 
I'd  range  the  bright  dominions. 
And  join  the  smiling  millions, 

Who're  shouting  round  the  throne. 
The  pleasing  smile  of  Jesus, 
The  rapturous  sound  increases. 
And  tunes  the  heav'nly  voices 

Throughout  the  ethereal  plaina. 


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My  flesh  and  spirit  failing", 
My  soul  in  transports  hailing, 
Brig-ht  seraphs  in  their  dwelling-, 
I  sing-  immortal  strains. 

104.    C.  M. 

1  I'LL  g-o  to  Jesus,  though  my  sins 

Have  like  a  mountain  rose; 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  me  oppose. 

2  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess: 
I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone. 
Without  his  spv'reign  grace. 

3  I'll  to  my  gTticious  King  approach. 

Whose  sceptre,  pardon'  gives. 

Perhaps  he  may  cqmmand  a  touch, 

And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

4  Perhops  he. may  admit  fny  plea. 

Perhaps  hc'U  hear  my  prayer, 
But  if  i  perish,  I  will  pray. 
And  perish  only  there. 

5  I  can  but  jjerisli  if  I  go, 

I  am  resolv'd  to  try. 
For  if  1  stay  away,  I  know, 
I  must  for  ever  die. 

105.     C.  M. 
1  IN  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways. 
My  journey  I'll  pursue; 


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Hinder  me  not,  ye  much  lovM  saints, 
For  I  must  ^o  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  leads, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes: 
Hinder  me  not;  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3  Through  duty  and  tlirough  trials  too, 

I'll  go  at  his  command. 
Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound 
To  my  Immanuel'sland. 

4  And  when  ray  Saviour  calls  me  home, 
Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, 

"Hinder  me  not,  come  welcome  death, 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee.'* 

106.     C.   M. 

1  TN  ev'ry  trouble  sharp  and  strong, 
My  soul  to  Jesus  flies; 

My  anchor-hold  is  firm  in  him, 
When  swelling  billows  rise. 

2  His  comforts  bear  my  spirits  up, 
I  trust  a  faithful  God, 

The  sure  foundation  of  my  hope. 
Is  in  a  Saviour's  blood. 

3  Loud  hallelujah  sing,  my  soul, 
To  thy  Redeemer's  name : 

In  joy  and  sorrow,  life  and  death, 
.:   His  love  is  still  the  same. 


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107.     P.  M. 

1  IF  life's  pleasures  charm  thee,  give  them 

not  thy  heart. 
Lest  the  g-ift  ensnare  thee,  from  thy  God 
to  part; 
His  favour  seek,  his  praises  speak, 
Fix  here  thy  hope's  foundation; 
Serve  him,  and  he  will  ever  be. 
The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

2  If  distress  befall  thee,  painful  tho*  it  be, 
Let  not  grief  appal  thee,  to  thy  Saviour 

flee; 
He  ever  near,  thy  prayer  will  hear, 
And  calm  thy  perturbation; 

The  waves  of  wo,  shall  ne'er  o'erflow 
The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

3  When  earth's  prospects  fail  thee,  let  it 

not  distress. 
Better  comforts  wait  thee,  Christ  will 
freely  bless; 
To  Jesus  flee,  thy  prop  he'll  be, 

Thy  heavenly  consolation: 
For  griefs  belo^cannot  o'erthrow. 
The  Rock  of  tny  Salvation. 

4  Dangers  may  approach  thee,  let  them 

not  alarm, 
Christ  will  ever  watch  thee,  and  protect 
from  harm. 
He  near  thee  stands,  with  mighty  hands 


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To  ward  off  each  temptation; 
To  Jesus  fly,  he's  ever  nigh. 

The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 
5  I.et  not  death  alarm  thee,  shrink  not  from 

his  blow, 
For  thy  God  shall  arm  thee,  and  victory 

bestow; 
For  death  shall  bring"  to  thee  no  sting, 

The  grave  no  desolation: 
'Tis  gain  to  die,  with  Jesus  nigh, 

The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

108.     L.  M. 

1  I  LONG  to  see  the  season  como. 
When  sinners  will  come  flocking  home, 
To  taste  the  riches  of  God's  love, 
And  sing  his  praise  in  realms  above. 

2  Hark!  hear  the  gospel  trumpet's  sound, 
Inviting  sinners  all  around; 

Behold,  your  loving  Saviour  stands. 
And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  He  now  is  knocking  at  your  heart, 
Waiting  salvation  to  impart; 

To  wash  you  in  atoning  blood, 
And  seal  you  heirs  and  sons  of  God. 

4  A  few  more  days,  and  you  must  go 
To  realms  of  joy,  or  endless  wo; 

In  worlds  above  with  Christ  to  dwell, 
Or  sink  beneath  his  frowns  to  hell. 


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J  Come,  sinners  all,  now  warning-  take, 
And  all  your  sinful  ways  forsake: 
This  world  g"ive  o'er,  leave  sin  behind. 
In  Christ  you  shall  redemption  find. 

6  Take  your  companions  by  the  hand, 
Take  all  your  children  in  a  band. 
And  give  them  up  at  Jesu's  call. 
He'll  pardon,  bless,  and  save  you  all. 

7  When  the  great  day  of  Christ  shall  come, 
And  he  collects  his  jewels  home; 

On  Zion's  mount  we  then  shall  stand, 
And  join  the  bright  angelic  band. 

109.      P.    M. 

1  I'M  on  the  road  to  Canaan,  I'll  bid  tliis 

world  farewell. 
Come  on  my  fellow  travellers,  in  spite  of 

earth  or  hell. 
Though  Satan's  army  rages,  and  all  his  hosts 

combine, 
Yet  scripture  doth  engage  us  the  strength 

of  love  divine. 

2  I'll  b^ow  the  silver  trumpet — on  all  the 

nations  call. 
For  Christ  has  me  commissioned  to  say  he 

di'd  for  all. 
Come  try  his  love  and  prove  him,  you  shall 

€lie  gift  obtain. 
He  will  not  send  you  empty,  nor  let  yo\i 

con^f  in  vnin. 


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3  And  if  you  want  a  witness,  we  have  one 

close  at  hand, 
Who  lately  has  experienc'd  the  glories  of 

the  land — 
It  comes  in  copious  showers  our  body  can't 

contain, 
It  fills  our  ransom'd  powers,  and  soon  we'll 

drink  ag-ain. 

4  The  glories  of  that  kingdom  my  soul 

can  ne'er  describe, 
I  feel  that  it's  within  me  the  blood  so  free 
applied — 

0  come  unto  my  Saviour  and  you  shall 

taste  his  love, 
'Tis  sweeter  than  all  earthly  things,  just 
coming  from  above. 

5  My  soul  looks  up  and  sees  him  smile — 

he  now  the  blessing  sends; 
And  I  am  thinking  all  the  while,  when  will 
my  sorrows  end — 

1  contemplate  it  won't  be  long,  till  he  shall 

come  again. 
Then  I  will  join  the  heavenly  thrqng,  and 
in  God's  kingdom  reign. 

6  The  glories  of  that  happy  place,  I've 

ofttimes  felt  before. 
But  what  1  feel  is  just  a  taste,  and  makes 
me  long  for  more — 
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Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove,  I'd  fly  and  be 

at  rest, 
Then  would  I  soar  to  worlds  on  high  and 

dwell  among  the  just. 

no.    P.  iM. 

1  I'LL  sing  my  Saviour's  grace 
And  his  dear  name  I'll  praise, 

While  in  this  land  of  sorrow  I  remain; 

My  ti'oubles  soon  will  end, 

And  my  soul  ascend. 
When  freed  from  this  dull  clod  of  cum- 
b'rous  clay. 

2  A  pilgrim  licre  below, 
While  in  this  vale  of  wo, 

I  live  in  exile  mourning  like  the  dove; 

My  days  in  sorrow  roll. 

And  my  weary  soul. 
With  earnestlonging  pants  to  mount  above. 

3  Tho'  few  my  days  have  been. 
Much  trouble  I  have  seen. 

And  deep  afflictions  I  have  waded  through; 

For  thorny  is  the  way. 

To  eternal  day. 
Yet  forward  will  I  press  and  onward  go. 

4  On  eagle's  wings  of  love, 
Then  I'll  mount  above. 

And  find  my  passage  safe  to  endless  day. 
Then  happy  sweet  surprise. 
What  gTCftt  new  wonders  rise. 


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When  freed  from  this  dull  clod  of  cum- 
b'rous  clay. 

5  O  what  a  glorio-us  sight, 
And  what  supreme  delight, 

Will  strike  my  raptiir'd  soul  when  I  behold- 
Fair  Salem's  gates  I  see, 
Open  fly  to  mo, 

And  streets  of  glitt'rlng  new  transparent 
gold. 

6  Ye  heavenly  arches  ring, 
Sing  Hallelujah,  sing. 

Hail!  holy,  holy,  holy,  bleeding  lamb; 

Once  I  was  dead  in  sin. 

But  now  I  live  again, 
And  glory,  glory,  glory  to  his  name. 

111.     C.  M. 

1  INFINITE  grief,  amazing  wo! 

Behold  my  bleeding  Lord: 
Hell  and  the  Jews  conspire  his  death, 
And  us'd  the  Roman  sword. 

2  Oh,  the  sharp  pangs  of  smarting  pain. 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  whips  and  ragged  thorns, 
His  sacred  body  toj-c. 

3  But  knotty  whips  and  ragged  thorns. 

In  vain  do  I  accuse: 
In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands., 
And  the  more  spiteful  Jews. 


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*Twcre  you,  my  sins,  my  cruel  sins, 

His  chief  tormentors  were; 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail. 

And  unbelief  the  spear. 
'Twere  you  that  pull'd  the  vengeance 
down 

Upon  his  guiltless  head; 
Break,  break  my  heart!  oh,  burst  mine 
eyes 

And  let  my  sorrows  bleed, 
Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  flinty  soul, 

'Till  melting  waters  flow, 
And  deep  repentatice  drown  mine  eyes 

In  undissembl'd  wo. 

112.     L.  M. 

Evening. 

I  LAY  my  body  down  to  sleep, 
Peace  be  to  the  pillow  for  my  head, 
While  well-a^Dpointed  angel's  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 
In  vain  the  sons  of  earth  anidliell. 
Tell  me  a  thousand  frightful  things, 
My  God  in  safety  makes  me  dwell. 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  his  wings. 
Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fears; 
O  may  ihy  presence  ne'er  depart! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear, 
The  love  and  kindness  of  thy  heart. 


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Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground; 
And  wait  tliy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb. 
With  sweet  salvation  in  tlie  sound. 

113.  C.  M. 

I  LOVE  the  windows  of  thy  grace, 
Thro'  which  my  Lord  is  seen; 

And  long  to  meet  my  Saviour's  face, 
Without  a  glass  between. 

0  that  the  happy  hour  were  come, 
To  change  my  faitli  to  sight? 

1  shall  behold  my  Lord  at  home. 

In  a  diviner  light. 
Haste,  my  beloved,  and  remove 

These  interposing  days; 
Then  shall  my  passions  all  be  love, 

And  all  my  pow'rs  be  praise. 

114.  C.  M. 

INDULGENT  Father,  by  whose  care, 

I've  pass'd  another  day, 
Let  me  this  night  tliy  mercy  share. 

And  teach  me  how  to  pray. 
Show  me  my  sins,  and  how  to  mourn 

My  guilt  before  thy  face; 
Direct  me  Lord  to  Christ  alone, 

And  save  me  by  thy  grace. 
Let  each  returning  night  declare 

The  tokens  of  thy  love ; 


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And  ev'ry  hour  thy  grace  prepare 

My  soul  for  joys  above. 
4  And  when  on  earth  I  close  mine  eyes. 

To  sleep  in  death's  embrace, 
Let  me  to  heav'n  and  glory  rise, 

T'  enjoy  thy  smiling-  face. 

115.     C.  M. 

1  IT  is  the  voice  of  love  divine, 

T  hat  strikes  the  list'ning  ear, 
That   soothes   his   mourning-  follower's 
grief, 
And  wipes  the  falHng  tear: 

2  'Because  I  leave  this  world' — he  cries, 

'Your  weeping  eyes  o'erflow; 
But  tho'  I  seek  my  native  skies. 
My  heart  remains  below.' 

3  'My  Spirit  shall  descend,  and  rest 

Upon  each  faithful  head. 
Till  I,  your  Lord,  return  to  call 
My  servants  from  the  dead.' 

4  He  said — and  lifting  up  his  hands, 

Pronounc'd  his  parting  prayer; 
"When  lo,  a  bright  descending  cloud 
Convey'd  him  thro'  the  air. 

5  With  solemn  awe  his  followers  view'd 

The  splendor  of  the  scene, 
While  the  unfolding  gates  of  light 
lieceiv'd  the  Saviour  in. 


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6  Burning'  with  holy  zeal,  thay  spread, 
Thro'  distant  lands,  his  word; 
And  we,  like  them,  with  faith  and  joy 
Expect  our  risen  Lord. 

116.     C.  M. 

1  IF  Paul  in  C?esar's  court  must  stand. 

He  need  not  fear  the  sea; 
Secur'd  from  harm  on  ev'ry  hand 
Pfeserv'd,  O  Lord,  by  thee. 

2  Although  the  ship  in  which  he  sail'd 

By  dreadful  storm  was  toss'd; 
The  promise  over  all  prevail'd, 
And  not  a  life  was  lost. 

3  Jesus!  the  God  whom  Paul  ador'd. 

Who  saves  in  time  of  need: 
Was  then  confess'd,  by  all  on  board, 
A  present  help  indeed! 

4  Though  neither  sun  nor  stars  were  seen, 

Paul  knew  the  Lord  was  near; 
And  faith  preserv'd  his  soul  serene. 
When  others  shook  for  fear. 

5  Believers  thus  are  toss'd  about, 
On  life's  tempestuous  main; 

But  grace  assures,  beyond  a  doubt. 
They  may  their  port  attain. 

6  There  they  shall  all  appear  one  day, 

Before  their  Saviour's  throne; 
The  storms  they  meet  with  by  the  way, 
But  make  his  power  known, 


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7  Their  passage  lies  across  the  brink 

Of  man  J  a  threat'ning  wave; 
The  world  expects  to  see  them  sink, 
ButJesus  lives  to  save. 

8  Lord,  tho'  we  are  but  feeble  worms, 

Yet  since  thy  word  is  past, 
We'll  venture  thro'  a  thousand  stormsi 
To  see  thy  face  at  last, 

117.    P.  M. 

1  JESUS  at  thy  command, 
I  launch  into  the  deep; 

.  And  leave  my  native  land, 
Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep; 

For  thee  I  would  the  world  resig-n, 
And  sail  to  heav'n  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  Thou  art  my  pilot  wise; 
My  compass  is  thy  word: 
My  soul  each  storm  defies. 
While  I  have  such  a  Lord! 

I  trust  thy  faithftilness  and  power 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep 
Through  all  my  passage  lie; 

Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep; 

And  guide  me  with  his  eye; 

My  anchor,  hope,  shall  firm  abide. 
And  ev'ry  boist'rous  storm  outride. 

4  By  fjdth  I  see  tl\e  land. 
The  port  of  endless  rest: 


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My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 
And  fly  to  Jesu's  breast! 

O  may  1  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more ! 

5  Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 
And  stoiTns  forbear  to  toss; 
Be  tliou,  dear  Lord,  still  nigh. 
Lest  I  should  suffer  loss; 

For  more  the  treacherous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempest  bursting-  o'er  my  head. 

6  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  and  blow 
A  prosperous  gale  of  grace. 
Waft  me  from  all  below, 

To  heav'n  my  destin'd  place! 

Then  in  full  sail,  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

118.      C.   M. 

1  JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home. 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee? 
When  shall  my  labour  all  be  o'er. 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 
Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearls 

Most  glorious  to  behold. 
Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stones. 

Thy  streets  are  pav'd  with  gold. 

2  Thy  gardens  and  the  pleasant  fruits 

Continually  are  green. 
So  sweet  a  sight  by  human  eye. 
Has  never  yet  been  seen; 


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If  heav'n  be  thus,  glorious  Lord, 

Why  must  I  keep  from  thence, 
Wliat  folly  'tis  that  makes  me  loath 

To  die  and  go  ft-om  hence? 
Reach  down,  reach  down  thine  arm  of 
grace,  ^ 

And  cause  me  to  ascend. 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up 

And  sabbaths  have  no  end, 
Wlien  wilt  thou  come  to  me,  O  Lordi* 

O  come  my  Lord  most  dear, 
Come  dearest  Saviour  nearer  still, 

I'm  well  when  thou  art  near. 
My  dear  Redeemer  is  above, 

Him  will  1  go  to  see, 
And  all  my  friends  in  Christ  below, 

Shall  soon  come  after  me. 
Jerusalem  my  happy  home, 

O  how  I  long'  for  thee, 
Then  shall  my  labours  have  an  end. 

When  once  thy  joys  I  see. 

111).     L.   M. 

JESUS!  and  shall  it  ever  be 
A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee! 
Asham'd  of  thee  whom  angels  praise. 
Whose  glories  shine  thro'  endles  days! 
!  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  sooner  far 
Let  ev'ning  blush  to  own  a  star; 


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He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  niine. 
Asham'd  of  Jesus!  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  'till  he, 
Bright  morning  star!   bid  darkness  flee. 
Asham'd  of  Jesus!   that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  liopes  of  hcav'n  depend! 
No — when  I  blush — be  this  my  shame 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 
Asham'd  of  Jesus!  yes  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away; 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  God  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 
'Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
'Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain; 
And  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me. 

120.     C.  M. 

JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 

'Tis  music  to  my  ear; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 

That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 
Yes  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul. 

My  transport  and  my  trust, 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys;    ^ 

And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

A  Savimir!  hi  creation  sing/ 


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2  O  may  thy  grace  still  cheer  my  heart!  _ 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there ! 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds. 

The  cordials  of  its  care. 
I'll  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 

With  my  last  lab'ring-  breath; 
When  speechless,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms: 

My  joy  in  life  and  death. 

121.  C.    M. 

1  JESUS  I  throw  my  arms  around; 

And  hang-  upon  thy  breast; 
Without  a  g-racious  smile  from  thee, 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

2  O!  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands! 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 
"Where  my  salvation  stands. 

3  Give  me  some  kind  assuring-  word, 

To  sink  my  fears  ag-ain; 
And  cheeifully  my  soul  shall  wait 
Her  threescore  years  and  ten. 

122.  L.  M. 

1  JESUS  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone. 
He  whom  I  fix  my  liopes  upon: 
His  track  I  see,  und  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment: 


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The  King-'s  hig-hway  of  holiness^ 
I'll  g-o,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long*  have  soug-ht. 
And  mourn'd  because  1  found  it  not^ 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been. 
Because  I  was  not  sav'd  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more? 
Tilllate  1  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
"Come  hither,  soul,l  AM  THE  WAY." 

5  Lo!  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb^ 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  whose  I  am?    - 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give. 
Nothing-  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round. 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found, 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood. 
And  say,  '"Behold  the  way  to  God!" 

123.     C.  M. 

1  KINDRED,  and  friends,  and  native  land, 
How  shall  we  say  farewell? 

How,    when,  our  swelling  sails  expand. 
How  will  our  bosoms  swell ! 

2  Yes,  nature,  all  thy  soft  delights. 
And  tender  ties  we  know  ; 

But  love,  more  strong  than  death,  unites 
To  him  thart  bids  us  go. 

3  Thus,  when  our  ev'ry  passion  mov'd. 
The  gushing  tear-drop  starts 


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The  cause  of  Jesus  more  belov'd, 
Shall  g-low  within  our  hearts. 

4  The  sig-hs  we  breathe  for  precious  souls, 
Where  He  is  yet  unknown, 

Mig"ht  waft  us  to  the  distant  poles, 
Or  to  tho  burning^  zone, 

5  With  the  warm  wish  our  bosoms  swell. 
Our  glowing  pow'rs  expand  ; 

Farewell, — then  we  can  say, — Farewell, 
Our  friends,  our  native  land  ! 

124.     P.    M. 

1  LET  us  love,  and  sing,  and  wonder, 

Let  us  praise  the  Saviour's  name! 
He  has  hush'd  the  law's  loud  thunder, 

He  has  quench'd  mount  Sinai's  flame: 
He  has  wash'd  us  with  his  blood, 
He  has  broug'ht  us  nig-h  to  God. 

2  Let  us  love  the  Lord  who  bought  us, 

Piti'd  us  when  enemies; 
Call'd  us  by  his  grace,  and  taught  us. 

Gave  us  ears,  and  gave  us  eyes: 
He  has  wash'd  us  with  his  blood. 
He  presents  our  souls  to  God. 

3  Let  us  sing,  though  fierce  temptation 

Threatens  hard  to  bear  us  down! 
For  the  Lord,  our  strong  salvation. 
Holds  in  view  the  conqu'rors  crown: 
He  who  wash'd  us  with  his  blood. 
Soon  will  bring  us  home  to  God. 


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4  Let  us  praise,  and  join  the  choms 
Of  the  saints,  enthron'd  on  high; 
Here  they  trusted  him  before  us, 
Now  their  praises  fill  the  sky: 

"Tliou    hast    wash'd  us   with   thy 

blood, 
Thou  art  worthy,  Lamb  of  God?" 

125.     P.  M. 

1  LO  !  we  see  the  sign  appearing, 

Jesus  comes  the  Judge  severe, 
Hell  is  trembling,  earth  is  quaking. 

Sinners  shrink  with  awful  fear. 
Come  to  Judgment 
Stand  your  awful  doom  to  hear, 

2  See  !  the  world  in  flame  a  burning. 

Hills  and  mountains  fly  away; 
The  moon  in  blood,  the  stars  a  flaming, 

Comets  blazing  through  the  sky, 
Thunder  rolling  ! 
Sinners  now  for  help  do  cry. 

3  From  the  general  conflagration, 

Mounto  the  righteous  up  on  high. 
Gain  the  hope  of  their  salvation, 

Live  with  God  no  more  to  die, 
Hallelujah, 
Glory  to  the  Lamb  they  cry. 

4  Stop  my  soul  look  back  and  wonder. 

Seethe  wicked  left  behind. 
Hear  them  crying,  v^eeping,  wailing-, 


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for  a  moment's  ease  to  find? 
Doom'd  tomorrow, 
In  the  lake  of  hell  confin'd. 

126.    P.  M. 

1  LIFT  your  heads  ye  friends  of  Jesus, 

Partners  of  his  patience  here; 
Christ  to  all  believers  precious, 

Lord  of  hosts  shall  soon  appear; 
Mark  the  tokens, 
Of  his  heav'nly  kingdom  near. 

2  Sun  and  Moon  are  both  confounded, 

Darken'd  into  endless  night? 
When  with  angel  hosts  surrounded, 

In  liis  father's  glory  bright 
Beams  the  Saviour, 
Shines  the  everlasting  light. 

3  See  the  stars  from  heaven  falling, 

Hear  on  earth  the  doleful  cry, 
Men  on  rocks  and  mountains  calling, 

While  the  frowning  Judge  draws  nigh, 
Hide  us,  hide  us. 
Rocks  and  mouniains,  from  his  eye. 

4  Lo,  'tis  he,  our  heart's  desii-e. 

Come  for  his  cspous'd  below  ! 
Come  to  join  us  w  ith  his  choir. 

Come  to  make  our  joys  o'erflow; 
Palms  of  triumph, 
Crowns  of  glory  to  bestow. 


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127.     L.  M. 
LIFT  up  your  hearts,  Immanuel's  friends 
And  taste  the  pleasure  Jesus  sends; 
Let  nothing-  cause  you  to  delay. 
But  hasten  on  the  good  old  way. 

A7id  ril  sing  Hallelujah,  &c. 
Our  conflicts  here,  though  great  they  be. 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victory; 
If  we  but  watch,  and  strive  and  pray, 
Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  way. 
O  good  old  way!  how  sweet  tliou  art, 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart, 
But  may  our  actions  always  say 
We're  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 
Though  Satan  may  liis  powers  employ, 
Our  happiness  for  to  destroy, 
Yet  never  fear,  we'll  gain  the  day, 
And  shout  and  sing  the  good  old  way. 
And  when  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand. 
And  view,  by  faith,  the  promis'd  land. 
Then  we  may  sing,  and  shout,  and  pray, 
And  march  along  the  good  old  way. 
Ye  valiant  souls  for  heaven  contend. 
Remember  glory's  at  the  end; 
Our  Godwin  wipe  all  tears  away 
When  we  have  run  the  good  old  way. 
Then  far  beyond  this  mortal  shore, 
We'll  meet  with  those  who've  gone  be- 
fore, 
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And  shout  to  think  we've  gain'd  the  day, 
By  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 

128.  L.  M. 

1  LADEN  with  guilt,  sinners  arise, 
And  view  your  bleeding  sacrifice; 
Each  purple  di  op  proclaims  there's  room, 
And  bids  the  poor  and  needy  come. 

2  Beneath  your  crimes  the  victim  stood, 
Sign'd  your  acquittances  in  blood. 
Hereby  stern  justice  is  appeas'd; 
Sinners  look  up  and  be  releas'd. 

3  Mercy,  truth,  peace,  and  righteousness, 
Beam  from  the  Reconciler's  face; 
Here  look,  till  love  dissolve  your  heart. 
And  bid  your  slavish  fears  depart. 

4  O  quit  the  world's  delusive  charms. 
And  quickly  fly  to  Jesu's  arms? 
Wrestle  until  your  God  is  known, 
Till  you  can  call  the  Lord  your  own. 

129.  C.    M. 

1  LORD,  at  thy  feet  in  dust  I  lie, 

And  knock  at  mercy's  door; 
With  humble  heart  and  weeping  eye. 
Thy  favor  I  implore. 

2  On  me,  O  Lord,  do  thou  display 

Thy  rich,  forgiving  love; 
O  take  my  heinous  guilt  away. 
This  heavy  load  remove. 


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Without  thy  grace,  T  sink  oppresst 

Down  to  the  gates  of  hell; 
O  give  my  troubled  spirit  rest, 

And  all  my  fears  dispel. 
'Tis  mercy,  mercy,  I  implore, 

O  may  thy  bowels  move: 
Thy  grace  is  an  exhaustless  store. 

And  thou  thyself  art  love. 
Should  1  at  last  in  heaven  appear. 

To  join  thy  saints  above; 
I'll  shout  that  mercy  brought  me  there. 

And  sing  thy  bleeding  love. 

130.     P.  M. 

"MERCY,  O  thou  son  of  David!" 

Thus  blind  Bartimeus  pray'd; 
Others  by  thy  word  are  saved, 

Now  to  me  afford  thine  aid: 
Many  for  his  crying  chid  him, 

But  he  call'd  the  louder  still; 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him 

"Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 
Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 

Though  by  begging  us'd  to  live; 
But  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted 

Alms,  which  none  but  he  could  give; 
"Lord  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

Let  my  eyes  behold  the  day;" 
Straight  he  saw,  and  won  by  kindness, 

Follow*d  Jesus  in  the  way. 


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3  Now  methinks  I  hear  him  praising". 

Publishing-  to  all  around? 
*'Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing? 

What  a  Saviour  I  have  found: 
Oh!  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him. 

And  would  be  advis'd  by  me! 
Surely,  would  they  hasten  to  him. 

He  would  cause  them  all  to  see!" 

131.     C.  M. 

1  MY  span  of  life  will  soon  be   done, 
The  passing  moments  say  ; 

As  length'ning  shadows  o'er  the  mead. 

Proclaim  the  close  of  day. 
O  that  my  heart  might  dwell  aloof, 

From  all  created  things. 
And  learn  that  wisdom  from  above, 

Whence  true  contentment  springs  ! 

2  Courage,  my  soul,  thy  bitter  cross. 
In  ev'ry  trial  here, 

Shall  bear  thee  to  thy  heav*n  above, 

But  shall  not  enter  there. 
The  sighing  ones  that  humbly  seek 

In  sorrowing  paths  below, 
Shall  in  eternity  rejoice. 

Where  endless  comforts  flow. 

3  Soon  will  the  toilsome  strife  be  o'er, 
Of  sublunary  care, 

And  life's  dull  vanities  no  more 
This  anxious  breast  ensnare. 


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Courage,  my  soul,  on  God  rely, 

Ucliv' ranee  soon  will  come, 
A  thousand  ways  has  Providence, 

To  bring  believers  home. 
132.     8s. 

1  MY  gracious  Redeemer  I  love  ! 
His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim. 
And  join  with  the  armies  above, 
To  shout  his  adorable  name. 

2  To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine, 
Shall  be  my  eternal  employ, 
And  feel  them  incessantly  shine. 
My  boundless  ineffable  joy. 

3  He  freely  redeem'd  with  his  blood, 
My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 
And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell. 

4  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns, 
Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey; 
Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds. 
And  pass  in  a  moment  away. 

5  The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 
Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine; 
My  joy  everlastingly  flows — 

My  God,  my  Redeemer,  is  mine. 
134.      7's. 
1  MARY  to  her  Saviour's  tomb 
Hasted  at  the  early  dawn; 


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Spice  she  brought,  and  sweet  perfumer 

But  the  Lord  she  lov'd  was  gone. 
For  awhile  she  weeping  stood. 

Struck  with  horror  and  surprise? 
Shedding  tears,  a  plenteous  flood; 

For  her  heart  suppli'd  her  eyes. 
Jesus,  who  is  always  near, 

Though  too  often  unperceiv'd; 
Came,  his  drooping  child  to  cheer, 

Kindly  asking  why  she  griev'di* 
Though  at  first  she  knew  him  not, 

When  he  call'd  her  by  her  name. 
Then  her  griefs  were  all  forgot. 

For  she  found  he  was  the  same. 
Grief  and  sighing  quickly  fled 

When   she  heard  his  welcome  voice; 
Just  before  she  thought  him  dead. 

Now  he  bids  her  heart  rejoice; 
What  a  change  his  word  can  make. 

Turning  darkness  into  day ! 
You  who  weep  for  Jesus*  sake. 

He  will  wipe  your  tears  away. 
He  who  came  to  comfort  her, 

When  she  thought  her  all  was  lost. 
Will  for  your  rebel  appear. 

Though  you  now  are  tempest-toss'd: 
On  his  word  your  burden  cast. 

On  his  love  your  thoughts  employ; 
Weeping  for  a  while  may  last, 

But  the  morning  brings  the  joy. 


151. 
134.     L.   M. 

1  MY  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou, 
To  thee,  lo,  now  my  soul  I  baw; 

I  feel  the  bliss  tliy  wounds  impart, 
I  find  thee,  Savioiu",  in  my  heart. 

2  Be  thou  my  strength,  be  thou  my  way. 
Protect  me  through  my  life's  short  day: 
In  all  my  acts  may  wisdom  guide, 

And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  side. 

3  Correct,  reprove,  and  comfort  me; 
As  1  have;  need,  my  Saviour  be. 
And  if  I  would  from  thee  depart, 
Then  clasp  me.  Saviour,  to  thy  heart. 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest  hour, 
Save  me  from    sin   and    Satan's  power; 
Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne, 

And  reign,  my  Saviour,  reign  alone. 

5  My  suffering  time  shall  soon  be  o'er. 
Then  shall  I  sigh  and  weep  no  more; 
My  ransom'd  soul  shall  soar  away. 
To  sing  thy  praise  in  endless  day. 

136.      C.    M. 

1  MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthron'd 

Upon  the  Saviour's  brow; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd. 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 

Among  the  sons  of  men; 


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Faii'cr  is  He  tlian  all  the  fair 
Who  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plung-'d  in  deep  distress. 

And  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  He  bore  the  shameful  cross. 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  g^ive, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 

136.     C.    M. 

1  MY  soul  doth  magnify  the  I,ord, 

My  spirit  doth  rejoice; 
In  God,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God; 
I  hear  his  joyful  voice. 

2  I  need  not  go  abroad  for  joy, 

Who  have  a  feast  at  home; 
My  sighs  are  turned  into  songs, — 
The  Comforter  is  come. 

3  Down  from  on  high,  the  blessed  Dove 

Is  come  into  my  breast; 
To  witness  God's  eternal  love; 
This  is  my  Itciiv'nly  feast. 

4  There  is  a  stream  that  issues  forth 

From  God's  eternal  throne. 
And  from  the  Lamb,  a  living  stream. 
Clear  as  the  crystal  stone. 
^  That  stream  doth  water  paradise: 
It  makes  the  angels  sing; 


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One  cordial  drop  revives  my  heart, 
Hence  all  my  joys  do  spring-. 

137-.      C.    M. 

1  MY  soul  would  fain  indulge  a  hope 

To  reach  tlie  heavenly  shore? 

And  when  I  drop  this  dying-  flesh. 

That  I  shall  grieve  no  more. 

2  I  hope  to  hear,  and  join  the  song, 

That  saints  and  angels  raise; 
And  while  eternal  ages  roll. 
To  sing  eternal  praise. 

3  But  Oh— this  dreadful  heart  of  sin! 

It  may  deceive  me  still; 
And  while  I  look  for  joys  above. 
May  plunge  me  down  to  hell. 

4  The  scene  must  then  forever  close, 

Probation  at  an  end; 
No  gospel  grace  can  reach  me  there. 
No  pardon  there  descend. 

5  Come  then,  O  blessed  Jesus,  come. 

To  me  thy  Spirit  give; 
Shine  thro'  a  dark,  benighted  soul. 
And  bid  a  sinner  live. 

138.     7  k  6. 

1   MY  loving  fellow  travellers. 
Who  are  for  Canaan  bound. 

Let's  raise  a  song  for  Jesus, 
Make  hills  and  vallies  sound; 


154 

Tho*  troubles  do  beset  us 
While  in  this  barren  place, 

Yet  Jesus  will  be  with  us, 
And  keep  us  by  his  grace. 

2  By  love  unto  our  Jesus, 
And  to  our  brethren  dear, 

We  11  strengthen  one  another 
And  feel  each  other's  care, 

Press  forward  on  our  journey. 
Keep  Zion  still  in  view. 

In  spite  of  all  opposers 

The  Lord  will  bring-  us  through. 

3  Jesus  beholds  from  heaven. 
Your  labor  and  your  pain; 

Press  on,  ye  valiant  soldiers, 
The  crown  you  soon  shall  gain. 

Jesus  is  now  in  glory. 

His  soldiers  there  shall  meet. 

We  shall  know  one  another, 
Our  joys  shall  be  complete. 

4  Our  warfiirc's  nearer  over, 
Than  when  we  last  did  meet? 

Who  next  shall  leave  the  army, 
To  walk  the  golden  street? 

No  matter  which,  my  brethren, 
If  Jesus  give  the  call, 

If  I'm  the  next  poor  pilgrim. 
With  Chi-ist  I'll  leave  you  all. 

5  Let's  join  to  sing  his  praises. 
Lest  we  should  meet  no  more. 


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Till  Jesus  lands  his  army. 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore; 
Sing-  glory  hallelujah, 

Sweet  Jesus  quickly  come, 
Prepare  us  for  thy  g-lory,  ' 

And  take  thy  servants  home. 

1S9.     L.  M. 

1  MY  God  was  with  me  all  the  night, 

And  gave  me  sweet  repose; 
His  angels  watch'd  me  while  I  slept. 
Or  I  had  never  rose. 

2  Now,  for  the  mercies  of  the  night. 

My  humble  thanks  I'll  pay; 
And  unto  God  I'll  dedicate 
The  first  fruits  of  the  day. 

3  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore; 
And  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

4  My  life,  if  thou  preserve  my  life. 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be; 
My  death,  when  death  shall  be  my  lot. 
Shall  join  my  soul  to  thee. 

140.     L.    M. 
1  NOW  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise. 
To  my  dear  Lord  my  voice  I'll  raise. 
With  all  the  saints  I'll  join  to  tell 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 


156 

All  worlds  his  g-lorious  power  confess; 
His  wisdom  all  his  works  express; 
But,  O  his  love  ?  what  tongue  can  tell, 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  tilings  well. 
I  spurn'd  his  grace — I  broke  his  laws, 
But  yet  he  undertook  my  cause, 
To  save  me  though  1  did  rebel; 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

At  last  my  soul  has  known  his  love; 
What  mercy  has  he  made  me  prove! 
Mercy  which  does  all  praise  excel; 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 

If  e'er  my  Saviour  and  my  God 
Did  on  me  lay  his  chast'ning  rod, 
I  knew  whatever  me  befel. 
My  Jesus  would  do  all  things  well. 
Though  many  a  fiery  flaming  dart 
Be  aim'd  to  wound  me  to  the  hearty 
With  this  I  all  tlieir  rage  expel. 
My  Jesus  lias  done  all  thing's  well. 

Soon  I  shall  pass  the  veil  of  death. 
And  in  his  arms  resign  my  breath; 
Then,  then  m)   happy  soul  shall  tell. 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

And  when  to  tliat  bright  world  I  rise. 
And  join  sweet  seraplis  in  the  skies; 
Above  the  rest  this  note  shall  swell. 
My  Jesus  has  done  all  things  well. 


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141.     L.   M. 

1  NOW  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime, 
Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time; 

Draw  back  tlie  parting-  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new  celestial  birth, 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth? 
Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys? 
Shall  auglit  beguile  us  on  tlie  road, 
When  we  are  Malking  back  to  God? 
For,  strangers,  into  life  we  come. 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge, 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large; 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

5  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heav'n  enjoy 'd  above; 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now 

Is  the  young  dawn  of  heav'n  below. 

142.      7's. 

1  NOW  the  shades  of  night  are  gone; 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come; 
Lord,  may  I  be  thine  to-day — 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Fill  my  soul  with  heav'nly  light, 
Banish  doubt,  and  cleanse  my  sight; 


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In  thy  service,  Lord  to-day. 
Help  me  labor,  help  me  pray. 

3  Keep  my  haughty  passions  bound- 
Save  me  from  my  foes  around; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 

Keep  me  safe  from  ev'ry  sin. 

4  When  my  work  of  life  is  past. 
Oh!  receive  me  then  at  last! 
Night  of  sin  will  be  no  more. 
When  I  reach  the  heav'nly  shore. 

143.     C.    M. 

1  NOW  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour, 

O  sinners,  come  away; 
The  Saviour's  knocking  at  your  door. 
Arise  without  delay. 

2  Oh!   don't  refuse  to  give  him  room, 

Lest  mercy  should  withdraw; 
He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come 
To  execute  his  law. 

3  Then  where,  poor  mortals,  will  you  be, 

If  destitute  of  gi-ace. 
When  you  your  Injur'd  Judge  shall  see. 
And  stand  before  his  face. 

4  Oh  I  could  you  shun  that  dreadful  sight, 

How  would  you  wish  to  fly 
To  the  dark  shades  of  endless  night. 
From  that  all  searching  eye? 

5  The  dead  awak'd  must  all  appear, 

And  you-  among  them  stand. 


159 

Before  the  great  impartial  bar, 

Arraign'd  at  Christ's  left  hand. 
Let  not  these  warning's  be  in  vain, 

But  lend  a  listening-  ear; 
Lest  you  should  meet  them  all  again. 
When  wrapt  in  keen  despair. 
144.     P.    M. 
NIGHT  and  day  I  vent  my  sigh. 

Languishing  to  see  my  Saviour, 

With  warm  heart  and  wond'ring  eye, 

I  view  my  dying  Lord  for  ever. 

Here  I  always  would  abide, 

O  this  I  choose  and  nought  beside. 

Like  the  widow'd  turtle  dove, 

I,  dear  lovely  Lamb,  mourn  for  thee 
Pants  my  soid  thy  love  to  prove, 
Crying  O  my  God  restore  me 
To  thy  presence  sweet  and  fair, 
O  how  1  long  to  meet  thee  there. 
Every  mom.ent  seeme  an  age. 

Till  thy  presence  shall  relieve  me, 
Till  thy  grace  my  woes  assuage. 

And  thy  absence  no  more  grieve  me; 
Welcome,  welcome,  bleeding  Lamb, 
O  how  thy  presence  feeds  the  flame. 
O'er  the  hills  I  see  him  come, 

Quick  as  darts  the  piercing  lightning. 
Scattered  o'er  the  hon-id  gloom: 
All  thy  joys  are  quick  and  brightning. 


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Welcome,  welcome,  bleeding  Lamb, 
O  how  I  love  thy  dearest  name . 

147.     C.  M. 

1  NOT  life  nor  all  the  toys  of  art. 

Nor  pleasure's  flovv'ry  road, 
Can  to  my  soul  such  bliss  impart 
As  fellowship  with  God. 

2  Not  health  nor  friendship  liere  below, 

Nor  wealth,  that  g-olden  load. 
Can  such  delights  and  comforts  show 
As  fellowship  with  God. 

3  When  I  in  love  am  made  to  bear 

Affliction's  needful  rod, 
Liglit,  sweet,  and  kind  the  strokes  appear. 
Through  fellowship  with  God. 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  fiery  blast, 

And  dark  distraction's  road, 
I'm  happy,  if  I  can  but  taste 
Some  fellowship  with  God. 

5  And  when  the  icy  arms  of  death, 

Shall  chill  my  flowing  blood, 
With  joy  I'll  yield  my  latest  breath; 
In  fellowship  with  God. 

6  When  I  at  last  to  heav'n  ascend, 

And  gain  that  blest  abode: 
There  an  eternity  I'll  spend 
In  fellowship  with  God. 


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148.     L.  M. 

1  O  GOD  my  lic:irt  with  love  inflame, 
That  I  muy  in  thy  holy  name, 
Aloud  in  song's  of  praise  rejoice, 
"VVhllc  I  liave  breath  to  raise  my  voice: 
Then  will  I  shout,  then  will  I  sing-, 
And  make  the  heav'nly  arches  ring: 
I'll  sing-  and  shout  for  evermore 

On  that  eternal  happy  shore. 

2  O!  Jesus,  hope  of  glory,  come, 

And  make  my  heart  thy  humble  home; 
For  the  short  remnant  of  my  days, 
I  want  to  sing-  and  shout  thy  praise i 
1  want  to  pray,  and  never  cease, 
And  live  rejoicing-  in  thy  peace. 
And  to  g-ive  thanks  in  ev'ry  thing. 
And  sing  and  shout,  and  shout  and  sing. 

3  When  on  my  dying  bed  I  lay, 

Lord  give  me  strength  to  shout  and  pray. 
And  praise  tliee  with  my  latest  breath. 
Until  my  voice  is  lost  in  death: 
Then  sisters,  brothers,  shouting  come. 
My  body  follow  to  the  tomb, 
And  as  you  march  the  solemn  road, 
Sing  loud,  and  sliout  the  praise  of  Gk>d. 

4  Then  you  below,  and  I  above. 

We'll  sing  and  shout  the  God  we  love, 
11 


162 

Until  that  great  and  awful  day. 

When  Christ  shall  call  our  sliimb*ring 

clay; 
Then  from  our  dusty  beds  we'll  spring-, 
And  shout  "0  Death  where  is  thy  sting? 
*'0  Grave  where  is  thy  victory?" 
We'll  shout  to  all  eternity. 
Our  race  is  run,  we've  gain'dthe  prize, 
"Well  done!"  the  sovereign  of  the  skies 
AVill  smiling-  to  liis  children  say, 
"Come  reign  with  me  in  endless  day," 
Then  on  that  happy,  happy  shore. 
We'll  sing  and  shout,  for  evermore; 
We'll  sing  and  shout,  and  shout  and  sing, 
And  make  all  heav'n  with  praises  ring. 

149.     P.    M. 

O  WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 

And  reign  with  him  above, 
And  drink  the  flowing  fountains 

Of  everlasting  love. 
When  shall  1  be  deliver'd. 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 
But  now  I  am  a  soldier. 

My  Captain's  gone  before. 
He's  given  me  my  orders. 

And  bid  me  not  to  feai-, 
And  if  I  hold  out  faitlifuJ, 


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A  crown  of  life  he'll  give. 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 
Eternal  lil'e  shtdl  have. 

Throug-h  grace,  I  am  determined 

To  conquer  tliough  I  die, 
And  then  away  to  Jesus, 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly: 
Fai'ewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  them  all  adieu, 
And  you  my  friends,  prove  faithful. 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

And  if  you  meet  with  troubles. 

And  trials  on  the  way, 
Tlien  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armour 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 
And  when  your  race  is  ended, 

You'll  reign  with  him  above. 

O  do  not  be  discourag'd. 

For  Jesus  is  your  frieod. 
And  if  you  lack  for  knowledge. 

He'll  not  refuse  to  lend: 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you. 

Though  often  you  request; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer. 

And  take  you  home  to  rest. 


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150.    P.  M. 

1  O  TJIOU  In  whose  presence  my  soul 

takes  delight, 
On  whom  in  atiliction  I  call; 

My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the 

night, 
My  hope  my  salvation,  my  all. 
Where  dost  thou  in  noon-tide  resort  with 
thy  sheep 
To  feed  on  the  pasture  of  love? 
For  why  in  the  valley  of  death  shall  I  weep 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove? 

2  O  why  should  I  wander  an  ahen  from 

thee. 
And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread! 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice,  when  my  sorrows 
they  see. 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 
Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare  have  ye  seen 

The  Star  that  on  Israel  shone? 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  beloved  has  been. 
And  where  with  his  flocks  he  is  gone? 

3  This  is  my  beloved,  his  form  is  divine. 
His  vestment  sheds  odours  around; 

The  locks  on  his  head  ai*e  as  grapes  on  the 
vine. 

When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd, 
Tlie  roses  of  Sharon,  the  lilhes  that  grow; 

In  the  vales  on  the  banks  of  the  streams. 


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On  his  cheeks,  in  the  beauty  of  excellence 
blow — 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams! 

4  His  voice  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer 

*  sweet, 

Is  heard  throug-h  the  shadows  of  death; 
The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet. 
The  air  is  perfum'd  with  his  breath. 
His   lips   as  a  fountain    of  righteousness 
flow, 
That  waters  the  garden  of  grace; 
From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles 
shall  know. 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

5  Love  sits  in   his   eye-lids,  and  scatters 

delig-ht 
Throug-h  all  the  brig-ht  mansions  on  hig-h; 
Their  faces  the  cherubim  veil  in  his  sight. 

And  tremble  with  fulness  of  joy. 
He  looks   and  ten  thousand  of  ang-els  re- 
joice, 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  word; 
He   speaks — and    eternity  fill'd   with  his 
voice. 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  her  Lord. 

151.     P.  M. 
1  OH !  how  I  have  long'd  for  the  coming- 
of  God, 


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And  sought  him  by  praying"  and  searching 

his  word? 
With  watcliing  and  fasting  my  sovil  was  op- 

press'd 
Nor  would  T  give  over  till  Jesus  had  blesg'd. 

2  The   tokens  of  mercy  at  length  did  ap- 

pear; 
According    to  promise   he  ansvver'd    my 

pray'r, 
And  glory  is  open'd  in  floods  on  my  soul, 
Salvation  from  Zion's  beginning  to  roll. 

3  The   news  of  his    mercy    is  spreading 

abroad. 
And  sinners  come  crying  and  weeping 

to  God, 
Their  mourning  and  praying  is  heard  very 

loud, 
And  many  find  favour  thro'  Jesus's  blood. 

4  Here're  more  my  dear  Saviour  who  fall 

at  thy  feet, 
Oppress'd  by  a  burden  enormously  great; 
O  raise  them  my  .lesus  to  tell  of  thy  love, 
And  shoul  hallelujahs  with  angels  above. 

5  I'll  sing  and  I'll  shout,  and  I'll  shout  and 

I'll  sing. 
O  God  make  the  nations  witli  praises  to  ring, 
With  loud  acclamations  of  Jesus's  love, 
And  carry  us  all  to  the  city  above. 


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6  We'll  wait  for  thy  chariot,  it  seems  to 
draw  near, 

0  come  my  dear  Saviour  let  glory  appear, 
We  long"  to  be  sing-ing-  andshouting-above, 
With  angels  o'erwhelmed  in  jesus's  love. 

152.     P.  M. 

1  O  JESUS,  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit. 
With  love  and  thanksgiving,  fall  down  at 

thy  feet. 
The  sacrifice  offer,  my  soul,   flesh,  and 

blood, 
To  thee  my  Redeemer,  my  Lord,  and  my 

God. 

2  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee  my 

Lord, 
I  love  thee  my  Saviour,  I  trust  in  thy 

word, 
I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  and  that  thou 

dost  know, 
But  how  much  I  love  thee  I  never  can 

show. 

3  I'm  happy,  I'm  happy,  O  wondrous  ac- 

count, 
My  joys  are  immortal,  I  stand  on  the 

mount, 
I  gaze  on  my  treasure,  and  long  to  bo 

there. 
With  angel B  my  kindred,  and  Jesus  my 

dear. 


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4  O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  in  thee  I  am  blest. 
My  life  and  my  treasure,  my  joy  and  my 

rest 
Tliy  grace  be  my  theme,  and  thy  name 

be  my  song-, 
Thy  h)ve  doth  inspire  both  my  heart  and 

my  tong-ue. 

5  O  who  is  like  Jesus ^  he  is  Salem's  bright 

king-, 
He  smiles  and  he  loves  me,  and  learns 

me  to  sing-; 
I'll  praise  him,  I'll  praise  him,  with  notes 

loud  and  shrill, 
"While  rivers  of  pleasure  my  spirit  dolh 

fill. 

153.     L.  M. 

1  OH!  g-ive  me,  Lord,  my  sins  to  mourn. 
My  sins  which  have  thy  body  torn; 
Give  me,  with  broken  heart,  to  see 
Thy  last  tremendous  ag-ony. 

2  Oh  could  1  gain  the  mountain's  heig-lit^ 
And  gaze  upon  the  wondrous  siglit: 

O  that  with  Salem's  daughters,  I 
Could  stand  and  sec  my  Saviour  die. 

3  Fd  hang  around  his  feet,  and  cry. 
Lord,  save  a  soul  condemn'd  to  die; 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  thrcne. 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

4  Father  of  mercy,  drop  tliy  frown. 
And  give  me  shelter  in  thy  Son; 


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And  with  my  broken  heart  comply 
O  g-ive  me  Jesus  or  T  die. 

5  O  Lord,  deny  me  wliat  thou  wilt. 
If  thou  wilt  ease  me  of  my  guilt; 
Good  Lord,  in  mercy  hear  me  cry, 
O  save  me  Jesus  or  i  die. 

6  O  save  my  soul  from  g-aping-hell. 
Or  else  with  devils  I  must  dwell: 
Oh,  mig-lit  1  enter,  now  I'm  come. 
Lord  Jesus  save  me  or  I'm  gone. 

154.     P.  M. 

1  O  JESUS,  my  Saviour,  I  know  thou  art 

mine. 

For  thee  all  the  pleasures  of  earth  I  re- 
sign. 
Thou  art  my  rich  treasure,  my  joy,  and  my 
love, 

Nothing  richer  possess'd  by  the  angels 
above. 

2  Thy  spirit  first  taught  me  to  know  I  was 

blind. 
Then  taught  me  the  way  of  salvation  to 
find; 
And  when  1  was  sinking  in  gloomy  despair. 
My  Jesus  reliev'd  me  and  bid  me  not  fear. 

3  In  vain  I  attempt  to  describe  what  I  feel, 
The  language  of  mortals  here  ever  must 

faU: 


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My  Jesus  is  precious,  my  soul's  in  a  flame, 
I  am  mis'd  into  raptures  while  praising* 
his  name. 

4  I  find  him  in  singing-,  he  is  present  in 

prayer. 
In  sweet  meditation  he  always  is  near; 
My  constant  companion,  may  we  never  part, 
All  g"lory  to  Jesus,  he  dwells  in  my  heart. 

5  If  ever  I  lov'd  thee,  'tis  now  my  dear 

Lord, 
I  love  all  thy  children,  thy  ways  and  thy 

word; 
I  love  all  creation,  I  love  sinners  too, 
Since  Jesus  has  died  to  redeem  them 

from  wo. 

6  When  happy  in  Jesus,  I  cannot  forbear. 
Though  sinners  despise  me,  liis  love  to 

declare; 
His  love  overwhelms  me,  had  I  wings  I 
would  Hy, 
And  praise  liim  in  mansions  of  glory  on 
high. 

155.     lis. 

1  O  ZION,  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave, 
Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no 

man  can  save, 
Surrounded  with  troubles,    with  terror 
dismay'd, 


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With  toiling  and  rowing  thy  strength  is 

decay'd. 
Loud  roarfng  the  billows,    now  night 

thee  overwhelm, 
But  skilful  the  pilot  that  sits  at  the  helm; 
His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  power 

shall  defend, 
'Tis  he,  all  victorious,  thy  warfai'e  shall 

end. 

O  fearful,  O  faithless,  in  mercy  he  cries. 
What  though  high  the  stfrges  to  affright 

thee  arise; 
Still,  still  I  am  with  thee,  my  promise 

shall  stand, 
Through  tossings  and  tempests  I'll  bring 

thee  to  land. 
Forget  thee  I  Avill  not,  I  care  for  thy 

name, 
Engrav'd  on  my  heart,  it  shall  ever  re- 
main. 
The  palms  of  my  hands,  when  I  look  on 

I  see, 
The  wounds  I  receiv'd  when  I  suffered 

for  thee. 
The  day  of  eternal  salvation  draws  near. 
When  Jesus  our  leader  will  dry  every 

tear. 
Our  bodies  and  souls  shall  his  glory  par- 

tako, 


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When  the  trumpet  shall  sound,  and  the 
nations  awake. 

Fig-ht  on,  ye  old  soldiers,  you'll  soon  be 
discharg'd, 

The  war  will  be  ended,  your  treasure 
enlarg-'d. 

With  singing  and  shouting,  though  Jor- 
dan may  roar; 

We'll  enter  ftiir  Canaan,  and  stand  on  the 
shore. 

156.     P.  M. 

1  O  HEARKEN!  sinners  we  have  cause 

To  warn  you  of  your  danger; 
We  pray  be  reconcil'd  to  him 
Who  once  lay  in  a  manger. 

IIo.'  every  one  that  thirsts,  &c. 

2  Come  all  yc  humble,  weeping-  souls, 

Wlio  lonj^-  to  be  forgiv'n, 
We  l)ring  ghd  tidings  unto  you. 
From  the  good  Lord  of  lieav'n. 

3  There  is  a  fountain  deep  and  wide. 

For  sin  and  all  unclcanness. 
Come   drink   and   wash,   and  be  made 
white, 
And  prove  the  gospel  fulness. 

4  Oh!  see  the  crowd  tliat's  trav'lling  on, 

In  paths  of  self-denial, 
They  march  along  tlie  banks  of  love, 
And  long  for  your  arrival. 


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5  Shall  unbelief  debar  you  from 

The  knowledg'e  of  your  Saviour? 
Believe  and  you'll  be  justified, — 
Believe  and  live  for  ever. 

6  I'm  not  surpris'd  that  saints  do  sing. 

Or  angels  shout  and  wonder, 
I  would  sing  g-lory  if  I  could. 
As  loud  as  mighty  thunder. 

7  My  night  of  sin  and  grief  is  gone, 

My  soul  is  fill'd  with  glory, 
Oh!  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  tell 
Love's  animating  story. 

8  Let  heav'n  and  earth  with  me  unite. 

And  sing  and  shout  hosannah. 
The  Lord  has  pardoiu'd  all  my  sins. 
And  fill'd  my  soul  with  manna. 
157.     P.  M. 

1  O  HOW  charming,  O  how  charming. 
Is  the  radiant  band  of  music,  music,  music, 

music,  music, 
O  how  charming,  is  the  radiant  band 
Of  music  playing  through  the  air: 
Angelic  armies  tune  their  harps, 
Enraptiu-ed  spirits  play  their  parts. 

Shout,  shout,  the  great  Messiah's  come 
Angelic  armies  tune  their  harps,    [to  reign. 

2  Gabriel  descending,  Gabriel  descending. 
Brings  the  joyful  news,  O  joyful,  joyful, 

joyful,  joyful, 


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Bring-s  thejoyfulnewsof  our  Redeemer's 

birth, 
The  sjrcat  Messiah's  come  to  earth: 
Good  will  to  men  I  now  proclaim, 
The  Saviour's  born  in  Bethlehem, 
Good  will  to  men  I  now  proclaim. 

Shout,  shout,  the  King-  of  glory's  come 
to  reign. 

3  See  his  star  arising,  see  his  star  arising! 
In   the   eastern  sky,  now  rising,   rising, 

rising,  rising. 
See  his  star  arising  in  the  eastern  sky,     i 
The  day-spring  opening  from  on  high. 
The  types  and  shadows  flee  away. 
And  now  begins  the  gospel  day. 
The  types  and  shadows  flee  away. 

Shout,  shout!  the  King  of  glory's  come 
to  reign. 

4  Shephoi-ds  adore  him,  wise  men  have 

found  him, 
Glory  be  to  God,  O  glory,  glory,  glory, 
glory, 
Wise  men  have  found  him  by  the  rising 

And  come  to  worsliip  from  afar. 
Their  golden  gifts  they  now  jiresent. 
And  spices  of  the  sweetest  scent, 
Theu-  golden  gifts  they  now  present. 


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Shout,  shout!  the  King  of  glory's  come 
to  reign. 
5  1  urn  liappy,  I  am  happy,  [glory? 

Glory  be  to  God,  O  glory,  glory,  glory, 
I  am  happy,  glory  be  to  God, 
My  soul's  on  flame  for  the  realms  above, 
I  feel  the  bhss  his  wounds  impart, 
I  find  my  Saviour  in  my  heart, 
I  feel  the  bliss  his  wounds  impart, 

Shout,  shout!  the  King  of  glory's  come 
to  reign. 
6  Reign,  reign,  sweet  Jesus,  reign  within 

and  round  us. 
By  the  Holy  Spirit,  holy,  holy,  holy,  holy. 
By  the  holy  Spirit  keep  us  in  the  way, 
That  we  may  shout  as  we  sing  and  pray: 
With  all  the  saints  that  have  gone  home, 
Unite  to  sing  redeeming  love, 
With  all  the  saints  that  have  gone  home. 
To  sing,  hallelujahs  around  the  throne. 

158.     P.  M. 

1  O  THERE  will  be  mourning 
At  ihe  judgment  seat  of  Christ; 
Parents  and  children  there  shall  part, 
Shall  part  to  meet  no  more. 

2  O  there  will  be  mourning 

At  the  judgment  seat  of  Christ; 
Brothers  and  sisters  there  shall  part, 
Shall  part  to  meet  no  more. 


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159.  P.  M. 

1  O  THERE  will  be  praising 

At  tlie  judgment  seat  of  Christ; 
Brotliers  and  sisters  there  shall  meet, 
Sliall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  O  there  will  be  shouting- 

At  the  judgment  seat  of  Christ; 
Brothers  and  sisters  there  shall  meet, 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

160.  C.  M. 

1  ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye, 

To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land. 

Where  my  possessions  lie, 
O  the  transporting  rap t'rous  scene. 

That  rises  to  my  sight! 
Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living  green. 

And  rivers  of  delight? 

2  There  geu'rous  fruits  that  never  fail. 
On  trees  immortal  grow, 

There  rocks,   and  hills,   and  brooks,  and 
vale, 

With  milk  and  honey  flow. 
All  o'er  those  wide  extended  plains. 

Shines  one  eternal  day; 
There  God  the  Son  for  ever  reigns. 

And  scatters  night  away. 

3  No  chilling  winds,  nor  pois'nous  breath. 
Can  reach  that  healthfid  shore; 


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Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 

Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 
When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place. 

And  be  forever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 

And  in  his  bosom  rest? 
4  Fill'd  with  dehght,  my  raptur'd  soul. 

Would  here  no  longer  stay! 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll. 

Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 
There  on  those  high  and  flow'ry  plains. 

Our  spirits  ne'er  shall  tire; 
But  in  perpetual  joyful  strains. 

Redeeming  love  admire. 

161.     L.  M. 

1  O  HAPPY  day,  that  fix'd  my  choice 
On  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God! 

Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice. 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  'Tis  done:  the  great  transaction's  done: 
I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine: 

He  drew  me,  and  I  follow'd  on, 

Charm'd  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 

3  Now  rest  my  long-divided  heart, 
Fix'd  on  this  blissful  centre  rest; 

With  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  part, 
When  call'd  on  angel's  bread  to  feast? 
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4  Hig-h  hcav'n,  that  heard  tlie  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear; 

Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear.  , 

1G2.      P.  M. 

1  O  HAD  I  the  wings  of  a  dove, 
I'd  make  my  escape,  and  beg'one: 

I'd  mix  with  the  spirits  above, 

Who  encompass  yon  heav'nly  throne, 

I'd  fly  from  all  labour  and  toil. 

To  the  place  w  here  the  weary  have  rest: 

I'd  haste  from  contention  and  broil, 
To  the  peaceful  abode  of  the  blest. 

2  How  happy  are  they  who  no  more, 
Have  to  fear  the  assaults  of  the  foe ! 

Arriv'd  on  the  heav'nly  shore; 

They  have  left  all  their  conflicts  below.! 
They  are  far  from  all  dang-er  and  fear; 

While  remembrance  enhances  their  joysj; 
As  the  storm  when  escap'd  will  endear, 

The  retreat  that  the  haven  supplies. 

16:1.      L.    M. 

1  O!  HAPPY  day,  when  saints  shall  meet 
To  part  no  more — the  thoug!\t  is  sweet; [ 
No  more  to  feel  the  rending  smart. 
Oft  felt  below,  when  Christians  part. 

2  O  happy  place  I  still  must  say, 
Where  all  but  love  is  done  away; 


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All  cause  of  parting-  there  is  past; 
Their  social  feast  will  ever  last. 

3  Such  Union  here  is  sought  in  vain. 
As  there,  in  ev'ry  heart,  will  reign 
There  separations  can't  compel 
The  saints  to  bid  the  sad  farewell. 

4  On  earth,  when  friends  together  meet. 
And  find  the  passing  moments  sweet 5 
Time's  rapid  motions  soon  compel, 
With  grief  to  say — dear  friends,  fareweU. 

5  The  shepherd  feels  the  smarting  shock. 
Of  parting  from  his  weeping  flock; 

His  feehngs  for  them,  none  can  tell. 
When  forced  to  say — my  friends,  fare- 
well, 

6  The  happy  season  soon  will  come, 
When  saints  shall  meet  in  heav'n,  their 

home 
Eternally  with  Christ  to  dwell. 
Nor  ever  hear  tlie  sound,  farewell. 

164.     C.  M. 

1  OUR  country  is  Immanuel's  ground. 
We  seek  that  promis'd  soil: 

The  songs  of  Zion  cheer  our  hearts, 
While  strangers  here  we  toil. 

2  Oft  do  our  eyes  witli  joy  o'erflow. 
And  oft  ai-e  balh'd  in  tears; 

Yet  nought  but  heav'n  our  hopes  can  raise, 
And  nought  but  sin  om-  fcai-s. 


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3  Our  pow'rs  are  oftdissolv'd  away 
In  ccstacies  of  love; 

And  while  our  bodies  ^^^lnde^  here; 
Our  souls  are  fix'd  above. 

4  We  purg-e  our  mortal  dross  away, 
Refining  as  we  run-, 

But  while  we  die  to  earth  alid  sense, 
Our  heav'n  is  here  begun. 
165.     L.  M. 

1  O  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone, 
O  that  1  could  at  last  submit, 

At  Jesu's  feet  to  lay  it  down! 
To  lay  my  soul  at  .Jesu's  feet! 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find: 
Savioui-  of  all  if  mine  thou  art, 

Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart, 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 
And  fully  set  my  spu-it  free; 

I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within. 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  1  learn  of  thee,  my  God, 
Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove, 

The  cross  all  stain'd  with  hallovv'd  bloo 
The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power 

My  heart  from  every  sin  release; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour. 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 


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6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping'  sinner  cheer. 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay: 

Appear  in  my  poor  heart  appear; 
My  God,  my  Saviour  come  away! 

166.      C.  M. 

1  O  What  amazing"  words  of  grace 
Are  in  the  gospel  found! 

Suited  to  ev'ry  sinner's  case, 
Who  know  the  joyful  sound, 

2  Poor  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  souls. 
Are  freely  welcome  here; 

Salvation,  like  a  river,  rolls, 
Abundant,  free  and  clear. 

3  Come  then,  with  all  your  wants  and 

wounds. 
Your  ev*ry  burden  bring! 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, 
A  deep  celestial  spring! 

4  Whoever  will,  (O  gracious  word!) 
Shall  of  this  stream  partake; 

Come  thirsty  souls  and  bless  the  Lord, 
And  drink  for  Jesu's  sake ! 

5  Milhons  of  sinners,  vile  as  you. 
Have  here  found  life  and  peace; 

Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 


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167.    C.  M. 

1  ONE  evening-  pensive  as  I  lay, 
Alone  upon  th£  ground, 

As  I  to  God  began  to  pray, 

A  light  shone  all  around: 
These  words  with  pow'r  went  tlirough  ni} 
heart, 

"I've  come  to  set  thee  free, 
Death,  hell,  nor  grave  shall  never  part, 

My  love,  my  son,  from  tliee." 

2  My  dungeon^  shook,  my  chains  flew  off. 
*' Glory  to  God,"  I  cried, 

My  soul  was  filPd,  I  cried  "enough, 

For  me  the  Saviour  di'd. 
The  winter's  past,  the  rain  is  gone. 

Sweet  flowers  now  appear, 
The  morning  brought  a  glorious  sun. 

And  banish'd  every  tear." 

3  Hail  mighty  Prince,  eternal  Lord, 
Who  left  the  hcav'nly  throne, 

Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word, 

Thou  art  the  leather's  Son. 
AVhen  on  the  brink  of  hell  I  lay, 

Enclos'd  in  l)lackest  night. 
Thou  Lord  didst  hear  the  sinner  pray, 

And  brought  my  soul  to  light. 

4  You  who  arc  grov'lling  in  your  chains, 
Without  one  spark  of  hope. 

Though  inexpressible  your  pains, 
O  still  be  looking  up. 


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rbo'  winds  niiiy  !)Io\v,  and  storms  may  rise 3 

A  dark  and  g^loom}'  nig-ht, 
?he  morning- sun  will  clear  the  skies, 
With  sweet  prevailing-  llg-ht. 
168.      C.   M. 
.  OUR  jom-ney  is  a  thorny  maze, 
But  we  march  upward  still; 
Forg-et  the  troubles  of  the  ways, 
That  reach  to  Zion's  hill. 
!  See  tlie  kind  angels  at  the  gates, 
Inviting  us  to  comci 
There  Jesus  the  forerunner  waits 
To  welcome  trav'llers  home, 
t  There  on  a  green  and  liow'ry  mount, 
Our  weary  souls  sliall  sit, 
xVnd  with  transporting  joys  recount 
The  labours  of  our  feet. 
t  No  vain  discourse  slrall  fill  our  tongue. 
Nor  trifles  vex  our  ear; 
Infinite  grace  shall  fill  our  song, 
And  God  rejoice  to  hear. 
>  Eternal  g-lories  to  the  King 

That  brought  us  safely  through: 
Our  tongues  shall  never  cease  to  sing — 
And  endless  praise  renew. 

i6q.    p.  iM. 

L  O!  WHAT  mSdness!  O!  what  folly. 
That  my  heart  should  go  astray; 
After  va^n  and  foolish  trifles, 
Trifles  only  of  a  day: 


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2  This  vain  world  with  all  its  pleasures, 

Very  soon  will  be  no  more; 
There's  no  object  worth  admiring", 
But  the  God  whom  we  adore. 

3  See  the  happy  spirits  waiting, 

On  the  banks  beyond  the  stream, 
Sweet  responders  still  repeating, 
Jesus,  Jesus,  is  their  theme: 

4  Hark!  they  whisper,  lo!  they  call  me, 

Sister  spirit  come  away; 
Lo !  I  come,  earth  can't  contain  me, 
Hail  the  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Swiftly  roll  ye  ling-'ring  hours. 

Seraphs  lend  your  gUtt'ring  wings, 
Love  absolves  my  ransom'd  powers. 
Heavenly  sounds  around  me  rings, 

6  Worlds  of  light  and  crowns  of  glory. 

Far  above  yon  azure  sky; 
Thus  by  faith  I  now  behold  you; 
1*11  enjoy  you  soon  on  high. 

170.     C.  M. 

1  O  FOR  a  breeze  of  heavenly  love. 
To  waft  my  soul  away 

To  the  celestial  world  above. 
Where,  pleasures  ne'er^decay. 

2  Eternal  Spirit  deign  tu;be 
My  pilot  here  below, 

To  steer  through  life's  tempestuous  sea. 
Where  stormy  winds  do  blow. 


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3  From  rocks  of  pride  on  either  hand, 
From  quicksands  of  despair; 

0  guide  me  safe  to  Canaan's  land, 
Through  ev'ry  latent  snare. 

4  Anchor  me  in  that  port  above. 
On  that  celestial  shore, 

Where  dashing  billows  never  move, 
Where  tempests  never  roar. 

170.      8s. 

1  OH!  why  this  disconsolate  frame? 
Tho.'  earthly  enjoyments  decay. 

My  Jesus  is  ever  the  same, 
A  Sun  in  the  gloomiest  day: 

Tho'  molten  awhile  in  the  fire, 
'Tis  only  the  gold  to  refine; 

And  be  it  my  simple  desire 
Tho'  suffering,  not  to  repine. 

2  What  can  be  the  pleasures  to  me. 
Which  earth  in  its  fulness  can  boast? 

Delusive,  its  vanities  flee, 
A  flash  of  enjoyment  at  most: 

And  if  the  Redeemer  could  part 

For  me,  with  his  throne  in  the  skies, 

Ah!  why  is  so  dear  to  my  heart. 
What  he  in  his  wisdom  denies? 

3  Then  let  the  rude  tempest  assail. 
The  blast  of  adversity  blow, 

The  haven,  tho'  distant,  I  hail, 
Beyond  this  rough  ocean  of  wo: 


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When  safe  on  its  beautiful  strand, 

I'll  smile  on  the  billows  that  foam, 
Kind  ang-els  to  hail  mc  to  land. 
*  And  Jesus  to  welcome  me  home. 

172.     P.   M. 

1  O  TELL  me  no  more 

Of  this  world's  vain  store, 
The  time  for  such  trifles  witii  me  now  is 

A  country  I've  found  [o'er; 

Where  true  joys  abound,  [g-round. 
To  dwell  I'm  determin'd  on  that  liappy 

2  The  souls  that  believe, 

In  paradise  live, 
And  me  jnthatnumber  will  .Tesus receive, 

M}'^  soul  don't  delay. 

He  calls  thee  away,  [g"lad  day. 

Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  the 

3  No  mortal  doth  know 

That  he  can  bestow,  [ter  him,  g-o; 
That  light  strength  and  comfort — go  af- 

Lo,  onward  I  move 

To  a  country  above;  [will  prove. 

None  guesses  how  wondrous  my  journey 

4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win. 
From  death,  hell  and  sm, 

'Midst  outward  afflictions,  I  feel  Christ 
And  when  I'm  to  die,  [within: 

Receive  me,  I'll  cry, 

For  Jesus  has  lov*d  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 


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5       But  this  I  do  iiiid, 

We  two  are  so  join'd,  [behind. 

He'll  not  live  in   g-lory  and  leave   me 
So  this  is  the  race, 

I'm  running-,  thro'  grace,  face. 

Henceforth  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's 

ITS.     P.  M. 

1  ONCE  more,  my  dear  brethren,  I'll  bid 
you  farewell, 

Be   sure   follow  Jesus  that  redeera'd   you 

from  hell; 
On  the  top  of  mount  Calvary  he  was  nail'd 

to  the  wood, 
From  the   spear  and  the  nail  points  came 

water  and  blood. 

2  The  work  it  is  finish'd,   that  he  came 
to  do. 

The  way  of  salvation  is  open  for  you; 
The  way  it  is  open  that  leads  unto  God, 
You  may  safely  walk  in  it,  its  mark'd  out 
with  blood. 

3  Perhaps  here  are  mourners  who're  come 
'  here  to-day; 

That  have  a  desire  that  Christians  should 

pray; 
We  will  pray  for  you  mourners,  come  make 

yourselves  known. 
And  trust  in  a  Saviour,he'll  answer  his  own. 


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4  If  you  will  prove  faithful  to  your  blessed 
Lord, 

Then  his  love  and  glory  shall  be  your  re- 
ward; 

The  song  of  salvation  you  then  shall  sing 
loud, 

When  Jesus  and  angels  come  on  a  bright 
cloud. 

5  He'll  call  home  his  faithful,  the  price  of 
his  blood, 

The  heirs  of  his  glory,  and  children  of  God; 
"We'll  all  meet  together  on  Canaan's  bright 

shore, 
Where  weeping  and  sorrow  are  heard  of 

no  more. 

174.     P.  M. 

1  OUR  conquering  Lord 
Hath  prosper'd  his  word; 
Hath  made  it  prevail, 

And  mightily  shaken  the  kingdom  of  hell. 

His  arm  he  hath  bar'd 

And  a  people  prepar'd 

His  glory  to  shew. 
And  witness  the  power   of  his  passion 
below. 

2  He  hath  opeu'd  a  door 
To  the  penitent  poor. 
And  rescu'd  from  sin. 

And  admitted  penitent  publicans  in: 


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They  have  heard  the  glad  sound. 
They  have  liberty  found 
Thro'  the  blood  of  the  Lamb, 
And  plentiful  pardon  in  Jesus's  name. 

3  The  opposers  admire 
The  hammer  and  fire. 
Which  all  things  o'ercomes, 

And    breaks  the  hard  rocks,  and  the 
mountains   consumes. 
With  quiet  amaze 
They  listen  and  gaze. 
And  their  weapons  resign, 
Constrain'd  to  acknowledge— the   work 
is  divine! 

4  And  shall  we  not  sing 
Our  Saviour  and  King? 
The  witnesses,  we 

With  rapture  ascribe  our  salvation    to 
thee. 

Thou  Jesus  bast  bless'd. 

And  believei*s  increas'd, 

Who  thankfully  own 
We  are  freely  forgiven  thro'  mercy  alone. 

5  Thy  spirit  revives 
His  work  in  our  lives, 
His  wonders  of  grace, 

So  mightily  wrought  in   the  primitive 
days. 


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U  that  all  men  might  know 
Thy  tokens  below. 
Our  Saviour  confess, 
And  embrace  the  g-lad  tidings  of  pardon 
and  peace. 

6  Our  heathenish  land. 

Beneath  thy  command 

In  mercy  receive, 
And  make  us  a  pattern  to  all  that  believe: 

Then,  then  let  it  spread 

Thy  knowledge  and  dread, 

'Till  the  earth  is  o'erflow'd. 
And  the  universe  fiU'd  with  the  glory  of  God 

174.     C.  M. 

1  OUR  souls  by  love  together  knit 

Cemented,  mix'd  in  one; '' 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,   one 
voice, 
'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun: 
Our    hearts   have   burn'd   while    Jesus 
spoke. 
And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire, 
He   stopp'd,   and   talked,  and  fed,  and 
Andfill'dthc  enlarg'd  desire. [blessed, 

2  The  little  cloud  increases  still, 

Tiie  licav'ns  arc  l)ig  with  rain; 
We  haste  to  catch  the-  teeming  show'r, 
And  wash  away  our  stain: 


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A  rilJ,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows, 

But  pour  a  mighty  flood; 

O  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 

Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 
3  And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 

And  sett'st  thy  starry  croCvn, 
When  all  thy  sparkling-  gems  shall  shine, 

Proclaim'd  by  thee  thy  own; 
May  we,  a  httle  baud  of  love. 

We  sinners  savM  by  grace, 

From  glory  into  glory  chang'd. 
Behold  thee  face  to  face. 

175.     C.   M. 

1  OH  whither  shall  a  sinner  flee. 

When  nature's  mighty  frame, 
The  pon(]>ous  earth,  and  air,  and  sea, 
Shall  all  dissolve  in  flame. 

2  Amazing  day !  it  con\es  apace, 

The  judge  is  hast'ning  down! 
Will  sinners  bear  to  see  his  face. 

Or  stand  before  his  frown. 
I  Lord;  let  thy  mercy  find  a  way 

To  touch  each  stubborn  heart; 
That  the}-  may  never  hear  thee  say, 

'*Ye  cursed  ones  depart." 
I  Believers  you  may  well  rejoice! 

The  thunder's  loudest  strains, 
Should  be  to  you  a  welcome  voice. 

That  tells  vou,  '-.Fcsk^  reigns-," 


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177.  L.  M. 

1  O  TEMPTED    Soul,    to    Christ    draw 

near; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear; 

His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee. 
That  as 'thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 

2  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong, 

And  if  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
Thy  Lord  will  make  tlie  tempter  flee; 
For  as  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 

3  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame, 

Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name: 
In  fi'ry  trials  thou  shalt  see, 

That  as  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 

4  When  call'd  to  bear  the  weighty  cross, 

Or  sore  affliction,  pain,  or  loss — 
Or  deep  distress  or  poverty. 

Still  as  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 
3  When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 

Christ's  presence  shall  thy  fears  sub- 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free,       [due; 

And  as  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 

178.  P.  M. 

1  PRAISE  the  Saviour,  ye  who  know  him, 
Jesus  well  deserves  your  praise: 
O  ye  careless,  turn  ye  to  him; 
Turn  from  folly's  fatal  ways, 
In  the  gospel, 
Jesus  all  Ills  grace  displays. 


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Saviour,  full  of  love  and  pity, 

Grant  repentance  to  thy  foes, 
Till  thy  saints  in  heav'n  are  with  thee. 
Let  them  on  thine  arm  repose. 
And  grow  strong-er 
Till  their  glorious  strife  shall  close. 
179.     C.  M. 

1  PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire^, 

Uttered  or  unexpress'd. 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear. 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye. 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech. 

That  infj^nt  lips  can  try; 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach^ 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath. 

The  Christian's  native  air; 
His  watch-word  at  the  gate  of  death, 
He  enters  Heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice. 

Returning  from  his  ways. 
When  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  say,  Behold  he  prays. 

6  Tlie  saints  in  prayer  appear  as  one, 

Fn  word,  in  deed,  in  mind, 
13 


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When  with  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Their  fellowship  tliey  find. 

7  Nor  prayer  is  made  on  earth  alone, 

The  Holy  spirit  pleads, 
And  Jesus  on  the  Eternal  Throne 
For  sinners  intercedes. 

8  Oh  thou  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way; 
The  path  of  piayer  thyself  hast  trod. 
Lord  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

180.     C.  M. 

1  PROSTRATE,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet 

A  g-uilty  rebel  lies; 
And  upwards  to  the  mercy-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  Oh,  let  not  justice  frown  me  hence; 

Stay,  stay  the  veng-eful  storm: 
Forbid  it,  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crush  a  feeble  worm. 

3  If  tears  of  son-ow  would  suffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe. 
Tears    should  from  both   my  weeping* 

eyes, 
In  ceaseless  currents  flow. 

4  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt; 
No  tears,  but  those  which  thou  hast  ehed. 
No  blood,  but  thou  hast  split. 


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181.     63. 
RISE,  ijny  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace, 
Rise  from  transitory  tilings, 

Towards  heaven  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars,  decay, 

Time  will  soon  the  earth  remove; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  aWay 
To  seats  prepar'd  above. 
Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course; 
Fires  ascend  and  seek  the  sun. 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source. 
So  a  soul  thafs  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  see  his  g'lorious  face: 
Upwards  tends  to  his  abode. 
To  rest  in  his  embrace. 
J  Fly  my  riches,  fly  my  cares, 
While  I  that  course  explore; 
Flatt'ring  world  with  all  your  snares, 

Solicit  me  no  more. 
Pilg-rims  fix  not  here  their  home, 

Strang-ers  tarry  but  a  nig-ht: 
When  the  last  dear  morn  shall  come. 
We'll  rise  to  glorious  light. 
4  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn. 
Press  onward  to  the  prize; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return. 

Triumphant  througli  the  skies. 
Yet  a  season,  and  you'll  know. 


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Happy  entrance  will  be  given, 
All  your  sorrows  left  below, 
And  earth  exchang'd  for  heaven. 

182.     P.   M. 

1  REMEMBER,  sinful  youth,,  you  must  die ! 

you  must  die ! 
Remember,  sinful  youth,  you  must  die! 
Remember  sinful  youtli,  who  hate  the 

way  of  truth. 
And  in  your  pleasures  boast,  you  must 

die !  you  must  die ! 
And  in  your  pleasures  boast,you  must  die ! 

2  Uncertain  are  your  days  here  below,  &c. 
Uncertain  are  your  days,  &.c. 
Uncertain   are  your  days,  for  God  hath 

many  ways  [here  below, 

To  bring  you  to  your  graves  here  below, 
To  bring,  &c. 

3  And  if  you  travel  down  the  broad  road, 

the  broad  road, 
And  if  you  travel  down,  &c. 
And  if  you  travel  down  to  darkness  you 

are  bound, 
Eternally  around  the  broad  road,  &c. 

4  To   a  dreadful  judgment  day  you  are 

bound,  &.C. 
To  a  dreadful  judgment  day,  &c. 
To  a  dreadful  judgment  day,  be    your 

thoughts  whate'er  they  may^ 


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Nor  can  3'ou  it  delay,  you  are  bound,  &c. 

Nor  can  you,  &c.  [&c. 

5  The  God  who  built  the  sky,  great  I  AM, 

The  God  who  built  the  sky,  &c. 

The  God  who  built  the  sky,  hath  said, 

(and  cannot  lie,) 
Impenitents  must  die,  and  be  damn'd, 
&c.  Impenitents,  &c.  [&c. 

5  And  O !  my  friends,  don't  you,  I  entreat. 
And  O!  my  friends,  don't  you,  &c. 
And  O!  my  friends,  don't  you,  your  car- 
nal mirth  pursue. 
Your  guilty  souls  undo,  I  entreat,  &c. 
Your  guilty  souls  undo,  I  entreat,  &c. 
Your  guilty,  &c. 
7  Unto  the  Saviour  flee,  'scape  for  life,  &c. 
"Unto  the  Saviour  flee,  &c.  [be. 

Unto  the  Saviour  flee,  lest  death  eternal 
Your  final  destiny;  'scape  for  life,  &c. 
Your  final,  &.c. 
183. 
Original,  composed  for  this  volume,  by  a  frieud. 

Tune — "Come  my  soul." 
1  RISE  my  soul  shake  off  thy  fears 
Lay   aside  thy  mourning, 
"Wipe  away  those  falling  tears. 
Cease  this  inward  groaning. 
Though  thy  sins  like  mountains  rise. 
Though  they  reach  to  heaven, 


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Jesus  lives  above  the  skies. 
They  may  be  forgiven. 

2  Once  a  man  of  sorrows,  he 
Wrestled  in  the  garden, 
Died  upon  the  shameful  tree, 
To  procure  thy  pardon — 

Rose  triumphant  from  the  grave. 
Lives  thy  great  Redeemer 
Strong  and  powerful  to  save 
Ev'ry  true  believer. 

3  Wherefore  then  with  fears  dismay'd. 
Why  with  grief  dejected; 

All  that  seek  shall  find  his  aid, 
None  shall  be  rejected. 
Rise  and  prove  his  faithful  word 
Feel  his  pardon  flowing. 
Let  thy  faith  embrace  its  Lord 
All  his  goodness  knowing. 

4  He  thy  burden  shall  remove 
Speak  thy  sins  forgiven 

Crown  thee  with  his  peace  and  love 
Turn  thy  hell  to  Heaven; 
Guide  thee  by  his  Counsel  here 
Still  thy  strength  renewing, 
Save  from  every  anxious  care 
All  thy  foes  subduing. 
5  And  when  earth  with  all  its  strife 
Thou  in  peace  ai-t  leaving; 
When  the  dearest  cords  of  life 
Death's  strong  hand  is  reaving. 


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Thou  my  soul  shall  mount  on  Wgh 
Gain  thv  heavenly  treasure, 
Live  with  God  no  more  to  die 
In  those  realms  of  pleasure. 
184.     P.  M.     7s    6s. 

1  STOP,  poor  sinner!  stop  and  think 

Before  you  farther  go! 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of' everlasting  wo? 
Once  again  I  cliarge  you  stop! 

For  unless  you  wai-ning  take. 
Ere  you  are  aware,  you  drop 

Into  the  burning  lake! 

2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose? 
Fear  vou  not  that  iron  rod 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes? 
Can  you  stand  in  that  dread  day; 

AVhen  he  judgment  shall  proclaim, 
And  the  earth  shall  melt  away 

Like  wax  before  the  flame? 

3  Pale-fac'd  death  will  quickly  come 

To  drag  you  to  his  bar, 
Then  to  hear  your  awful  doom 

Will  fill  you  with  despair: 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd, 

Sms  of  a  blood-crimson  dye; 
Each  for  vengeance  ciying  loud; 

And  what  can  you  reply  ? 


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4  Tho'  your  heart  be  made  ot  steel, 

Your  forehead  lined  witli  brass; 
God  at  length  will  make  you  feel. 

He  will  not  let  you  pass; 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

(Tho'  they  now  despise  his  grace) 
Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall. 

And  hide  us  from  his  face. 

5  But  as  yet  there  is  a  hope 

You  may  his  mercy  know; 
Though  his  arm  is  lifted  up, 

He  still  forbears  the  blow. 
'Twas  for  sinners  Jesus  di'd, 

Sinners  he  invites  to  come; 
None  who  come  shall  be  dcni'd, 

He  says,  "there  still  is  room." 
185.      P.  M. 

1  STOP,  poor  sinners,  and  look  yonder. 
See  your  sins  like  mountains  rise, 

O  astonishing  the  number, 

Higher  mounting  than  the  skies: 
Cry  for  mercy, 
Dread  the  death  that  never  dies. 

2  On  the  crumbling  banks  of  ruin. 
How  can  you  securely  dwell? 

Sinners,  vengeance  is  pursuing. 
And  will  sweep  you  down  to  hell: 
And  theo  to  heaven, 
Finally  you'll  bid  farewell. 


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I  c  Doom  d  where  sorrows  behind  sorrows, 

I      Follow  on  without  control, 

I  Floods  of  ven^'eance  bi^  with  horror, 

Without  intermission  roll; 
I  Wrath  vindictive 

Overwlielms  the  g-uilty  soul. 

4  See  how  fast  your  time  is  flying-, 
M'ill  ye  sinners  yet  delay.^ 

One  is  g-one,  another's  dying-, 
1  O!  to  God  for  mercy  pray: 
;  Time  is  precious: 

God  may  next  call  you  away. 

5  Now's  the  time  for  preparation. 
While  the  vital  air  you  breathe,- 

God  is  offering  you  salvation, 
Calls  you  yet  to  turn  and  live? 
Boundless  mercy; 
All  who  come  he  will  receive. 

186.      C.  M. 

1  SINNER,  hear  the  Saviour's  call, 

He  now  is  passing  b}-; 
He  has  seen  thy  grievous  thrall. 

And  heard  thy  mournful  cry; 
He  has  pardons  to  impart, 

Grace  to  save  th-ee  fi-om  thy  fears, 
see  the  love  that  fills  his  heart. 

And  wipes  away  thy  tears. 
I  A\hy  art  thou  afraid  to  come. 

And  tell  him  all  thy  case  > 


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He  will  not  pronounce  thy  doom, 
Nor  frown  thee  from  his  face: 

Wilt  thou  fear  Immanuel? 

Wilt  thou  fear  the  Lamb  of  God, 

Who  to  save  thy  soul  from  hell 
Has  shed  his  precious  blood'' 

3  Think,  how  on  the  cross  he  hung, 
Pierc'd  with  a  tliousand  wounds! 

Hark  from  each  as  with  a  tongue, 
The  voice  of  pardon  sounds! 

See  from  all  his  bursting  veins, 
Blood  of  wond'rous  virtue  flow. 

Shed  to  wash  away  the  stain. 
And  ransom  thee  from  wo. 

4  Raise  thy  down-cast  eyes  and  see, 
What  throngs  his  throne  surround, 

These  though  sinners  once  Uke  thee. 

Have  full  salvation  found; 
Yield  not  then  to  unbelief! 

While  he  says,  "There  yet  is  room; 

Though  of  sinners  thou  art  chief. 
Since  Jesus  calls  thee  home. 

187.     P.  M. 
1  SEE  the  eternal  Judge  descending. 

Seated  on  his  fither's  throne; 
Now  poor  sinner,  Christ  will  show  thee 
That  he's  with  the  father  one: 

Trumpets  call  thee, 
Stand  and  hear  thy  awful  doom. 


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2  Hear  the  sinner  now  lamenting. 
At  the  sig-ht  of  fiercer  pain; 
Cries  and  tears  he  now  is  venting, 

But  he  weeps  and  cries  in  vain: 
Greatly  mourning', 
That  he  ne'er  was  born  again. 

3  Yonder  sits  my  slighted  Saviour, 
AVith  the  marks  of  dying  love: 

O!  that  I  had  sought  his  favour, 
When  I  felt  his  spirit  move ! 

Doom'd  I'm  justly, 
For  I  have  against  him  strove. 

4  All  his  wooing  I  liave  slighted, 
While  he  daily  sought  m.y  soul. 

If  my  vows  to  him  I  plighted. 
Yet  for  sin  I  broke  them  all: 

Golden  moments, 
How  neglected  did  they  roll! 

5  There  I  see  my  godly  neighbours. 
Who  were  once  despis'd  by  me, 

Now  they're  clad  in  dazzling  splendour, 
Waiting  my  sad  fate  to  see: 

Farewell  neighbours — 
Dismal  gulf  I'm  bound  for  thee. 

6  Hail!  ye  ghosts  that  dwell  in  darkness. 
Groaning,  rattling  of  your  chains? 

Christ  has  now  pronounc'd  my  sentence, 
I'm  to  dwell  in  endless  pains; 

Down  I'm  rolling. 
Never  to  return  again. 


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7  Now  experience  plainly  shows  me, 

Hell  is  not  a  fabled  thing, 
Now  I  see  my  friends  in  glory, 
Round  the  throne  they  ever  sing, 

I'm  tormented 
With  an  everlasting  sting. 
188.     F.   M. 

1  SAW  ye  my  Saviour!  Saw  ye  my  Saviour! 
Saw  ye  my  Saviour  and  God? 

Oh!  he  died  on  Calvary,  to  atone  for  you 
and  me. 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 

2  He  was  extended!  he  was  extended! 
Shamefully  nail'd  to  the  cross; 

Oh!  he  bow'd  his  head  and  died,  thus  my 
Lord  was  crucified. 
To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost,  [ing! 

3  Jesus  hung  bleeding!  Jesus  hung  bleed- 
Three  dreadful  hours  in  pain; 

Oh!  the   sun  refused  to  shine,  when  his 
majesty  divine, 
Was  derided,  insulted,  and  slain. 

4  Darkness  prevailed!  darkness  prevailed! 
Darkness  prevail'd  o'er  the  land, 

O!  the  solid  rocks  were  rent  through  crea- 
tion's vast  extent, 
When  the  Jews  crucified  the  God  man. 

5  When  it  was  fanish'd,  when  it  wasfinish'd, 
And  the  atonement  was  made. 


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He  was  taken  by  the  great,  and  cmbalm'd 
in  spices  sweet, 
And  into  a  sepulchre  was  laid.      [viouri 

6  Hail,  mighty  Saviour!   Hail,  mighty  Sa- 
Prince  and  author  of  peace, 

Oh!  he  burst  the  bands  of  death,  and  trium- 
phant thro'  the  east, 
He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

7  Now  interceding!  now  interceding! 
Pleading  that  sinners  may  live^ 

Crying  Father,   I  have  died!   O  behold  my 
hands  and  side, 
To  redeem  them,  I  pray  thee  forgive. 

8  I  will  forgive  them,  I  will  forgive  them, 
If  they'll  repent  and  believe. 

Let  tliem  now  return  to  me  and  be  recon- 
cil'd  to  thee, 
And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive. 
18.9.     C.  M. 

1  SWEET  rivers  of  redeeming  love, 
Lie  just  before  mine  eye; 

Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  to  those  rivers  fly: 
I'd  rise  superior  to  my  pain. 

With  joy  outstrip  the  wind: 
I'd  cross  cold  Jordan's  stormy  main, 

And  leave  the  world  behind. 

2  While  I'm  imprison'd  here  below, 
In  anguish,  pain  and  smart, 

Oft-times  those  troubles  I  forego, 


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When  love  surrounds  my  heart: 
In  darkest  shadows  of  the  ni^ht, 

Faith  mounts  the  upper  sky, 
I  then  behold  my  heart's  delight, 

And  would  rejoice  to  die ! 

3  I  view  the  monster  death,  and  smile, 
Now  he  has  lost  his  sting; 

Though  Satan  rages  all  tlie  whde 

I  still  in  triumph  sing: 
I  hold  my  saviour  in  my  arms, 

And  will  not  let  him  go; 
I'm  so  delighted  witli  his  charms, 

No  other  good  I'll  know. 

4  A  few  more  years,  or  days  at  most. 
My  troubles  will  be  o'er, 

I  hope  to  join  tlie  heav'nly  host. 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 
My  rapt'rous  soul  shall  drink  and  feast 

In  love's  unbounded  sea; 
The  glorious  hope  of  endless  rest. 

Is  transporting  to  me. 

5  O  come,  my  Saviour,  come  away, 
And  bear  me  through  the  sky, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay. 
Make  haste,  and  bring  it  nigh: 

I  long  to  see  tli y  glorious  face. 
And  in  thine  Immage  siiine; 

To  triumph  in  \  ictorious  grace, 
And  be  forever  tliine. 


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190.    C.  M. 

1  SWEET  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope, 
That  when  my  change  shall  come, 

Angels  shall  hover  round  ray  bed. 
And  waft  my  spirit  home. 

2  There  shall  my  disembodied  soul 
View  Jesus  and  adore; 

Be  with  his  likeness  satisfyM, 
And  g-rieve  and  sin  no  more. 

3  Shall  see  him  wear  that  very  flesh 
On  wiiich  my  guilt  was  lain; 

His  love  intense,  his  merit  fresh. 
As  though  but  newly  slain. 

4  Soon  too,  my  slumb'ring  dust  shall  hear. 
The  trumpet's  quick'ning  sound; 

And,  by  my  Saviour's  power  rebuilt. 
At  his  right  hand  be  found. 

5  These  eyes  shall  see  him  in  that  day, 
Jesus  who  died  for  me; 

And  all  my  rising  bones  shall  say, 
Lord,  who  is  like  to  thee? 

6  If  such  the  views  that  grace  unfolds. 
Weak  as  it  is  below. 

What  raptures  must  the  church  above 
In  Jesus's  presence  know! 

7  O  may  the  unction  of  these  truths 
For  ever  with  me  stay; 

'Till,  from  her  earthly  cage  dissmis8*d. 
My  spirit  flies  away. 


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191. 

1  SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message. 

Sent  in  mercy  from  above? 
Ev'ry  sentence,  O  how  tender? 

Ev'ry  line  is  full  of  love ! 
Listen  to  it, 

Ev'ry  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  Heralds  of  the  g-osj^el. 

News  from  Zion's  King-  proclaim, 
To  each  rebel-sinner^ — "Pardon, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name: 
How  important! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name ! 

3  False  professors,  grov'ling  worldlings. 

Callous  hearers  of  the  word! 
While  the  messengers  address  you, 

Take  the  warnings  they  afford; 
We  intreat  you. 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford. 

4  O  ye  angels,  hov'ring  round  us. 

Waiting  spirits  speed  your  Way, 
Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven. 

Tidings  bear  without  delay: 
Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  "will  obey. 

192.     L.  M. 

1  SAY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  withip. 
Oft  whisper'd  to  thy  secret  soul, 


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Urg^d  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control? 

2  Hath  something  met  thee  in  the  path 

Of  worldliness  and  yanity, 
And  pointed  to  the  coming-  wrath,  [flee  ? 
And  warn'd  thee  from  that  wrath  to 

3  Sinner,  it  was  a  heavn'ly  voice. 

It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call, 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice. 
And  haste  to  sett  in  Christ  thine  all. 

4  Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light; 

Regard  in  time  tlie  warning  kind; 
That  call  thou  may'st  not  always  slight, 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 

5  God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive 

With  harden'd,  self-destroying  man; 
Ye,  who  persibt  his  love  to  grieve. 
May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 

6  Sinner — perhaps  this  very  day. 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be; 
Oh,  should'st  thou  grieve  him  now  away 
Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee.  * 

193.     C.  M. 

1  SAYIOUR  richest  source  of  pleasure. 
Fountain  whence  our  comfort  flows, 

More  to  be  desired  than  treasure; 
Treasure  which  this  world  bestows: 
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2  Dearest  source  of  consolatiou. 
Refuge  to  the  poor  distress'd. 

Thou  canst  calm  our  perturbation, 
Thou  canst  give  the  weary  rest. 

3  Bid  the  billows,  loudly  raging, 
Calmly  at  thy  voice  subside; 

Bid  the  clouds,  that  storms  presaging. 
Soon  to  distant  quarters  glide. 

4  As  the  evening  sun  declining. 
Sheds  around  a  softer  ray. 

May  thy  milder  radiance  shining, 
Calmly  gild  our  closing  ray. 

5  As  the  soul  releas'd  from  trouble. 
Views  with  joy  its  sorrows  past, 

"Views  them  as  an  empty  bubble 
On  the  billowy  ocean  cast. 

6  Oh!  how  sweet,  in  retrospection, 
Pains  and  sorrows  well  endur'd; 

'Twas  through  suffering — sweet  reflection, 
Christ  our  brightest  hopes  procur'd. 

7  Let  us,  then,  on  him  reclining. 
For  his  sake  our  patience  prove: 

Sure  we  oft,  without  repining. 
Suffer  much  for  those  we  love. 

8  Soon  this  patli,  so  dark  and  dreary. 
Shall  in  fairer  scenes  expand; 

Soon  the  traveller,  faint  and  weary. 
Shall  behold  the  promis'd  land. 


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194.  C.  M. 

1  STAND  ye  saints,  and  boldly  inarch 

Against  your  mighty  foes; 
Your  Jesus  foug-ht  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  conqaer'd  when  he  rose. 

2  Put  on  the  armour  of  the  Lord, 

With  truth  g-ird  up  your  loins; 
No  earthly  armour  e'er  so  bright. 
With  such  a  lustre  shines. 

3  In  vain  the  prince  of  darkness  strives 

To  give  a  mortal  wound; 
Quench'd  by  the  shield  of  faith,  his  darts 
Fall  harmless  to  the  ground. 

4  Stand  fast  in  ev'ry  evil  day, 

Stand,  and  your  foes  defy; 
Victorious  faith  shall  gain  the  field. 
And  all  your  foes  shall  fly. 

5  Fear  not,  your  leader  has  subdu'd 

The  power's  of  death  and  hell; 
Dying,  he  conquer'd  all  his  foes. 
And  triumph'd  when  he  fell. 

6  From  heaven  see  Jesus  holds  to  view 

A  bright,  immortal  crown; 
Fight  on,  for  this  shall  grace  your  brow. 
Whene'er  your  warfare's  done. 

195.  C.  M. 

1  THE  Prodigal  with  streaming  eyes, 
From  foil);  just  awake, 


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Reviews  his  wand'rings  with  surprise; 

His  heart  hec^ins  to  break. 
I  starve,  he  cries,  nor  can  I  bear 

The  famine  in  this  land; 
While  servants  of  my  Father  share 

The  bounty  of  his  hand. 
Witli  deep  repentance  I'll  return 

find  seek  my  Father's  face; 
Unworthy  to  be  call'd  a  son, 

I'll  ask  a  servant's  place. 
Far  off  He  saw  him  slowly  move, 

In  pensive  silence  mourn; 
The  Father  ran  with  arms  of  love 

To  welcome  his  return. 
Thro'  all  the  courts  the  tiding-s  flew, 

And  spread  tlie  joy  around; 
The  angels  tun'd  their  harps  anew; 

The  Prodigal  is  found! 

196.      L.  M. 
This  is  the  field,  the  world  below, 
In  which  the  sower  came  to  sow; 
Jesus  the  wheat,  Satan  the  tares, 
For  so  the  word  of  truth  declares. 

For  soon  the  reaping"  time  will  come 

And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 
Most  awful  trutli,  and  is  it  so. 
Must  all  the  world  a  harvest  know? 
Is  every  one  a  wheat  or  tare? 
Then  for  the  harvest,  O  prepare! 


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For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come. 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 
But  all  that  truly  righteous  be, 
Their  fiither's  kingdom  soon  shall  see, 
Shine  like  the  Sua  together  there, 
He  that  hath  ears,  O  let  him  hear: 

For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  tares  will  meet  an  awful  doom. 
To  love  my  sins,  a  saint  appear, 
To  gTow  with  wheat  and  be  a  tare; 
May  serve  me  while  on  cai'th  below. 
While  tares  and  wheat  together  grow: 
But  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come. 
And  tares  will  meet  an  awful  doom. 
May  serve  me  while  on  earth  below, 
While  tares  and  wheat  together  grow: 
But  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come. 
And  tares  will  meet  an  awful  doom. 
When  the  last  harvest  shall  appear. 
To  sep'rate  'tween  the  wheat  and  tares. 
May  1  among  the  wheat  be  found. 
In  sheaves  in  cords  of  love  be  found; 
There  join  the  angels  round  the  throne. 
And  shout  the  glorious  harvest  home. 

197.    L.  M. 
The  Christian  has  a  faith  divine. 
And  does  to  faith  obedience  join; 
Believes  the  truth,  the  truth  obeys, 
And  constant  walks  in  holy  ways. 


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2  The  Christian  is  a  man  of  God, 

He  takes  the  pure,  the  heav'nly  road, 
All  his  afFections  rise  above, 
And  all  his  heart  is  full  of  love. 

3  The  Christian  shines  with  lustre  bright. 
His  understanding's  full  of  light; 

To  Jesus  Christ  he's  wholly  giv'n. 
And  is  indeed  a  form  of  heav'n. 

4  To  tliee,  O  Lord,  my  soul  aspires, 
And  kindles  with  seraphic  fires; 
The  real  Christian,  I  would  be. 
And  live  for  Him  who  died  for  me. 

198.     P.  M. 

1  The  people  called  Christians,  how  many 

things  they  tell, 

About  the  land  of  Canaan,  where  saints 
and  angels  dwell: 

But  sin,  that  dreadful  ocean,  encompasses 
them  around, 

While  its  tide  still  divides  them  from  Ca- 
naan's happy  ground. 

2  Thousands  have  been  impatient  to  find 

their  passage  through, 
And  with  united  vigour  have  tried  what 

they  could  do; 
But  vessels  built  by  human  skill  have  never 

sail'd  far, 
Till  they're  found  run  aground  on  some 

dreadful  sandy  bar. 


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3  The  everlasting  Gospel  has  launchM  tlie 

deep  at  last. 

Behold  her  sails  suspended  around  her 
towering'  masts; 

Around  her  decks,  in  order,  the  joyful 
sailors  stand, 

Crying  O!  here  we  go  to  Imanuel's  hap- 
py land! 

4  To  those  wlio  are  spectators,  what  sor- 

row must  ensue. 
To  have  their  old  companions  bid  them  a 

long  adieu; 
The  pleasures  of  a  paradise  no  longer  them 

invite; 
They  may  rail  while  we  sail,  but  we'll  soon 

be  out  of  sight. 

5  We're  now  on  the  wide  ocean,  we  bid 

them  all  farewell. 

But  where  we  shall  cast  anchor,  no  mor- 
tal tongue  can  tell; 

About  our  future  happiness  there  needs  be 
no  debate. 

While  we  ride  on  the  tide  with  our  Cap- 
tain and  his  Mate. 

6  We're  passengers  united    in  harmony 

and  love ! 
The  wind's  all  in  our  favour,  how  joyfully 
we  move: 


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Tho'  troubles  may  surround  us,  and  raging 

billows  roar, 
We  will  sweep  through  the  deep  till  we 

land  on  Canaan's  shore. 

199.      P.     M. 

1  THE  son  of  man  they  did  betray. 
He  was  condemn'd  and  led  away, 
Think,  O  my  soul,  on  that  dread  day ; 

Look  on  mount  Calvary. 
Behold  him  lamb-like  led  along, 
Surrounded  by  a  wicked  throng, 
Accused  by  each  lying  tongue, 
And  then  the  Lamb  of  God  they  hung 
Upon  the  shameful  tree. 

2  *Twas  thus  the  glorious  sufferer  stood. 
With  hands  and  feet  nail'd  to  the  wood; 
From  every  wouud  a  stream  of  blood 

Came  flowing  down  amain. 
His  bitter  groans  all  nature  shook, 
And  at  his  voice  the  rocks  were  broke. 
And  sleeping  saints  their  graves  forsook. 
While  spiteful  Jews  around  him  mock'd. 

And  laughed  at  his  pain. 

3  Now  hung  between  the  earth  and  skies. 
Behold!  in  agonies  he  dies; 

O  sinners!  hear  his  mournful  cries, 

Come  see  his  tor'tring  pain. 
The  morning  sun  witlidrew  his  light, 
Blush'd,  and  refus'd  to  view  the  sight; 


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The  azure  cloth'd  in  robes  of  ni^ht, 
All  nature  mourn'd  and  stood  ufiVightj 

When  Christ  tlie  Lord  was  slain. 
Mark!  men  and  ang-cls,  hear  the  son, 
He  cries  for  help,  but  O!   there's  none,  • 
He  treads  tl^e  wine  press  all  alone, 

His  garments  stained  with  blood. 
In  lamentations  hear  him  cry, 
**Eloi,  lama  sabaclhani!" 
Thoug-h  death  may  close  his  languid  eyes 
He  soon  will  mount  the  upper  skies, 

The^  conq'ring  Son  of  God. 
The  Jews  and  liomans  in  a  band, 
With  hearts  like  steel  around  him  stand, 
And  mocking-,  say,  "Come  save  the  land 

Come  try  yourself  to  free." 
A  soldier  pierced  him  when  Ine  died, 
Then  healing-streams  came  from  his  side, 
And  thus  my  Lord  was  crucified; 
Stern  justice  now  is  satisfied, 

Sinnei's  for  you  and  me. 
Behold!  he  mounts  the  throne  of  state 
He  fills  the  mediatorial  seat. 
While  millions  bowihg-  at  his  feet. 

With  loud  hosannahs  tell: 
Thoug-h  he  endured  exquisite  pains^ 
He  led  the  monster  death  in  chains: 
Ye  seraphs  raise  vour  highest  strains. 
With  music  fill  brig-ht  Kdeu's  plains, 
He  conquer'd  death  and  hell. 


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7  'Tis  done!  the  dreadful  debt  is  paid. 
The  great  atonement  now  is  made: 
Sinners  on  him  3'^our  guilt  was  laid. 

For  you  he  spilt  his  blood: 
For  you  his  tender  soul  did  move, 

For  you  he  left  the  courts  above, 
Tliatyouthe  leng-th  and  breadth  might 

prove, 
And  height  and  depth  of  perfect  love, 

In  Christ  your  smiling  God. 

8  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  the  sky: 
Who  sent  his  son  to  bleed  and  die. 

Glory  to  him  be  giv'n: 
While  heav'n  above  his  praise  resounds, 

0  Zion  sing — his  grace  abounds; 

1  hope  to  shout  eternal  rounds; 

In  flaming  love  that  knows  no  bounds. 
When  swallow'd  up  in  heav'n. 

200.     7s. 

1  'TIS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

Oft  it  causes  anxious  thoughts: 
Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame  ? 
Hardly  sure,  can  they  be  worse. 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name  ! 


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3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 

Pray'r  a  task  and  burden  prove; 
Ev'ry  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ! 

4  AVhen  1  turn  my  eyes  within, 

All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild; 
Fili'd  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do; 
You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed. 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  ! 

6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will. 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet. 

Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhor'd. 
Find  at  times  the  promise  sweet. 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 

8  Lord  decide  the  doubtful  case  ! 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace. 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more. 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray; 
If  I  have  not  lov'd  before. 
Help  me  to  begin  to  day. 


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201.     P.  M. 

1  THE  voice  of  Free  Grace,  cries  escap^^ 

to  the  mountain, 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  has  open'd 

a  fountain 
For  sin  and    transgreosion,    and   every 

polhitlon, 
His  blood  flows  most  freely  in  plenteous 

redemption. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  who  purchas'd 

our   pardon. 

2  That  fountain  so  clear  in  which  all  may 

find  pardon. 
From  Jesus's   side  flows  plenteous  re- 

dem  lotion; 
Though  your  sins  were  increas'd  as  high 

as  a  mountain, 
His  blood  it  flows   freely  in  streams   of 

salvation, 

3  O!  Jesus  ride   on,  thy  kingdom  is  glo- 

rious, 

O'er  sin,  death  and  hell,  thou  wilt  make 
us  victorious: 

Thy  name  shall  he  praised  in  the  great 
congregation, 

And  saints  shall  delight  in  ascribing  sal- 
vation. 

4  When  on    Zion  we  stand,  having  gain'd 

the  blest  shore, 


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with  our  harps  in  our  hands  we'll  praise 

him  evermore; 
We'll  rang-e  ths  blest  fields  on  the  bank 

of  the  river. 
And  sing-  hallelujah  for  ever  and  ever. 

202.     P.    M. 

THE  reason  we  love  friendship 

We  will  deny  to  no  man, 
How  shall,  how  shall,  how  shall  we 

Who  are  thus  forni'd  for  happiness, 
E'er  slight  a  loving  christian. 

Since  Jesus,   Jesus  hath  di'd  on  the 
tree, 
To  rescue  sinful  men 

From  violence  and  treason. 
That  we  might  love  each  other. 

And  seek  our  soul's  salvation: 
'Twas  love  that  mov'd  the  mighty  God 

For  to  redeem  the  nations. 

That  happy,  happy  we  might  be. 
On  the  feast  day  of  ancient  times, 

Jesus  stood  thus  crying 
Whoso  thirsteth  let  ev'ry  one 

Come  unto  me  and  freely  drink. 

And  thus  be  sav'd  from  dying, 

For   surely,    surely,   there's   nothing 
else  can 
Quench  the  immortal  flame 

That  in  your  heart  is  glowing. 


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Then  come  and  taste  the  streams  of  g-i-ace 
Which  are  so  freely  flowing", 
Saying-,  drink  my  love,  my  only  dove. 

For  you  they  now  are  flowing", 
Then  happy,  happy  you  shall  be. 
3  Let  us  who  have  beg-un  to  taste 
The  sweets  of  this  salvation. 
Follow,  follow,  let  us  follow  on, 

Believing-  we  shall  overcome, 

Resisting-  all  temptation. 

Since  Jesus,  Jesus,  since  Jesus  the  Son, 

With  out-stretch'd  arms  expanded, 
And  voice  that's  so  inviting-. 

To  purling-  streams  of  purest  joys 
Is  thus  our  souls  exciting-: 

Let  us  impart  to  him  our  heart, 

By  faith  and  love  uniting; 

Then  happy,  happy  we  shall  be. 

203.     P.     M. 

1  THE  sacred  ties  of  friendship 
Unite  all  loving-  christians, 

In  glory,  in  glory  they  shall  live; 

In  glory,  in  glory  they  shall  live; 
No  time  or  place  shall  change  them, 
And  death  shall  ne'er  dissolve  them, 

United,  united  are  they  that  believe, 

W^hen  Gabriel's  trumpet  sounding. 

And  conquer'd  death  resigning. 

The  scatter'd  dust  uniting, 


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The  soul  and  body  joining", 
All  join  the  great  procession, 
Arid  glory  realizing-, 

Then  happy,  happy  we  shall  be. 
2  The  bliss  exquisite  fiowing-. 
The  friends  of  Jesus  shouting; 

Such  raptures,  raptures  flow  from  his 
word  .^ 
The  angels  join  in  concert, 
While  Jesus  stands  inviting, 

Come,  come  on  ye    blessed    of  the 
Lord, 
Behold  the  crowns  of  glory 

And  saints  and  angels  meeting, 
And  living  streams  of  purest  joys 
For  ever  are  increasing; 

In  azure  fields  for  ever  ranges 
And  view  a  smiling  Jesus. 

204.      L.  M. 

1  THE  trump  of  God  rends  earth  and  skies. 
Resounding  loudtne  echo  flies: 
'Arise,  ye  dead,  tojudgment  come, 
*Receive  your  last  and  final  doom. 

2  The  grave,  obedient  to  the  call. 
Gives  up  her  dead,  both  great  and  small, 
From  cast  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 
To  meet  the  Lord,  they  all  come  forth. 

3  The  saints  rejoice  to  see  the  day; 
While  sinners  tremble  with  dismay; 


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And  from  his  presence  wish  to  flee, 
Yet  (fruitless  wish!)  that  cannot  be. 

4  I-o!  Jesus  to  his  blood-boug-ht  throng", 
'  'Let  holy  triumph  be  your  song-; 
Rejoice,  lift  up  your  heads  on  hig-h, 
The  day  of  your  redemption's  nigh. 

5  From  hell  and  sin  I've  set  jou  free, 
And  made  you  meet  to  dwell  with  me '' 
I  cloth'd  you  with  my  wg'hteousncss, 
And  kept  you  by  victprions  grace. 

6  ,Come,  then,  yc  blessed  of  the  Lord, 
Receive  your  crown  of  great  reward, 
Prepar'd  for  you  by  wbnd'rous  love, 
Ere  time  its  circling  wheels  did  move. 

7  But  go,  ye  cursed,  down  to  heH, 
With  devils  you,  mu.st  ever  dwell; 
Fire  and  brimstone  there  prepar'd 
Is  your  eternal,  sure  reward." 

8  Good  God!  prevent  me  by  thy  grace, 
From  coming  to  tliat  dismal  place; 
Help  me  to  fly  to  thee  betimes, 

And  in  thy  blood  wash  all  my  crimes. 

205.     C.     M. 

^  THAT  glorious    day   is  drawing  nigh, 
When  2;ion's  light  shall  shine; 

She  shall  arise  and  shine  on  high, 
Bright  as  the  morning  sun.        ' 

The  north  and  south  their  sons  resign. 
And  earth's  foundation  bend; 


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Christ,  like  a  comely  bride  adorn'd, 
All-g-lorious  shall  descend. 

2  The  king-  that  wears  tiie  glorious  crown, 

The  azure  flaming-  bow, 
That  holy  city  shall  bring-  down. 

To  bless  his  saints  below, 
When  Ziou's  bleeding-   conqu'ring  king- 
Shall  sin  and  death  destroy, 
The  morning  stars  together  sing, 
And  Zion  shouts  for  joy. 

3  Let  Satan  rage  and  boast  no  more. 

Not  think  his  reigning  long. 
The  saints,  tho'  feeble  weak  and   poor, 

Their  great  Redeemer's  strong, 
He  istiieir  shield  and  hiding  place, 

A  covert  from  the  wind, 
A  fountain  in  the  wilderness, 

Throughout  the  weary  land. 

20G.     L.    M. 

1  THERE  is  a  heav'n  o'er  yonder  skies, 
A  heav'n  where  pleasure  never  dies, 
A  heav'n  I  sometimes  hope  to  see. 
But  fear  again  its  not  for  me. 

Bat  Jesus,  Jesus, is  myfriendy  0  Hallelujah? 

2  The  way  is  difficult  and  straight. 
And  narrow  is  the  gospel  gate^ 
Ten  thousand  dangers  are  therein. 
Ten  thousand  snares  to  take  me  in. 

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22a 

3  I  travel  through  a  world  of  foes, 
Througli  conHictssore  my  spuit  goes; 
The  tempter  cries,  I  ne'er  shall  stand. 
Nor  reach  fair  Canaan's  happy  land. 

4  The  way  of  dangers  lam  in, 
Beset  with  devils,  men,  and  sin; 
But  in  this  way  thy  track  I  see, 

\nd  mark'd  with  blood  it  seems  to  be. 

5  Come  life,  come  death,  come  then  what 
His  footsteps  I  will  follow  still;  [will; 
Through  dangers  thick  and  hell's  alarms, 
I  shallbe  safe  in  his  dear  arms. 

6  Then,  O  my  soul,  arise  and  sing, 
Yonder's  thy  Saviour,  friend,  and  king, 
With  pleasing  smde s  he  now  looks  down. 
And  cries ' -press  on  and  here's  the  crown. 

7  'Trove  faithful  then  a  few  more  days. 
Fight  the  good  fight  and  win  the  race, 
And  then  thy  soul  with  me  sliall  reign, 
Thy  head  a  crown  of  glory  gain." 

207.     P.     M. 

1  THE  wondrous  love  of  Jesus, 
From  doubts  and  fears  it  frees  us, 
With  pitying  love  he  sees  us. 
While  toihng  here  below; 
Through  tribulation  driven. 
We'll  force  our  way  to  heaven; 
Through  consolation  given, 
He  juicing  on  we'll  go. 


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2  Companions  now  distress'd, 
By  Satan  sore  oppress'd, 
Cheer  up,  you'll  be  relieved, 

Your  Captain's  gone  before : 
In  every  trying  hour, 
He'll  save  you  by  his  power, 
And  bring-  you  safe  to  heaven; 

On  that  eternal  shore. 

3  0  yonder  is  the  glory, 

It  lies  but  just  before  you. 
And  there  we'll  tell  the  story 

Of  all  redeeming  love: 
And  there  we  shall  for  ever. 
Drink  of  that  flowing  river. 
And  ever,  ever,  ever, 

Surround  the  throne  of  love. 

4  There  in  the  blooming  garden 
Of  Eden,  gain'd  by  pardon, 
Upon  the  banks  of  Jordan, 

We  will  worship  the  Lambs 
We'll  sing  the  song  of  Moses, 
While  Jesus  he  composes 
A  song  that  never  closes. 

Of  pleasures  to  his  name, 

208.     P.     M. 

1  THERE  we  shall  reign  with  Jesus,  on 
that  deUghti\il  shore, 
Aiid  shout  with  the  redeemed,  our  trials 
u-e  all  o'er; 


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The  wicked  cease  from  troubling,  the 

weary  are  at  rest. 
And  v^e  shall  reign  with  Jesus,  eternal 

ages  blest. 

2  We  shall  be  like  the  angels,  in  that  im- 

mortal throng, 
And  shout  aloud  salvation,  'twill  be  our 

lasting  song} 
They  sing  creating  goodness,  and  we 

redeeming  love. 
And  this  shall  be  our  business,   in  the 

bright  worlds  above. 

3  This  love  so  freely  flowing,  it  animates 

our  hearts,  [place  and  part; 

This  love  is  still   abounding,  in  every 
This  love  can  ne'er   be   ended,  though 

faith  and  hope  should  cease. 
This  love  can  ne'er  be  bounded,  but  ever 

will  increase. 

4  This  love  through  endless  ages,  it  ever 

is  the  same; 
'Tis  this  our  heart  engages,  to  love  and 

serve  the  Lamb:  [one  soul. 

Unite  us   all  together,  and  make  us  of 
It  is  the  Balm  of  Gilead,  it  makes  the 

wounded  whole. 

209.     P.     M. 
1  THERE  is  a  holy  city, 
A  happy  world  above, 


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Beyond  the  starry  regions, 
Built  by  the  God  of  love: 

An  everlasting  temple. 

And  saints  array'd  in  white, 

They  serve  their  great  Redeemer, 
They  dwell  with  him  in  light. 

2  This  is  no  world  of  trouble. 
The  God  of  peace  is  there. 

He  wipes  away  their  sorrows. 

He  banishes  their  care; 
Their  joys  are  still  increasing. 

Their  songs  are  ever  new, 
They  praise  th'  eternal  Father, 

The  Son  and  Spirit  too. 

3  The  meanest  child  of  glory 
Outshines  the  radiant  sun; 

But  who  can  speak  the  splendour 

Of  that  eternal  tlirone, 
AVhere  Jesus  sits  exalted. 

In  godlike  majesty? 
The  elders  fldl  before  him. 

The  angels  bend  the  knee. 

4  Is  this  the  man  of  sorrows. 
Who  stood  at  Pilate's  bar, 

Condemn'd  by  hauglity  Herod, 
And  by  his  men  of  war? 

He  seems  a  mighty  conqueror 
Who  spoil'd  the  powers  below. 

And  ransomed  many  captives 
From  everlasting  wo. 


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5  The  hosts  of  saints  around  him, 
Proclaim  his  work  of  grace; 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets, 

And  all  the  godly  race; 
Who  speak  of  fiery  trials, 

And  tortures  on  their  way, 
They  came  from  tribulation, 

To  everlasting  day. 

6  Now  with  a  holy  transport. 
They  tell  their  suff'rings  o'er, 

Their  tears  and  their  temptations, 
And  all  the  pains  they  bore; 

They  turn  and  bow  to  Jesus, 
Who  gained  their  liberty : 

Amid  our  fiercest  dangers. 
Our  hves  are  hid  in  thee. 

210.      L.   M. 
THO'  in  the  outward  church  below, 
The  wheat  and  tares  together  grow  4 
Jesus  e*er  long  will  weed  the  crop, 
And  pluck  the  trues  in  anger  up: 

For  soon  the  rmpmg  time  will  come, 
And  ans^ch  shout  the  harvest  home. 
Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there, 
To  recollect  their  stations  here,    [knew, 
How  much  they  heard,  how  much  they 
How  much  among  the  wheat  they  grew  "^ 
Oh!  this  will  aggi-avatc  their  case, 
They  perish'd  under  means  of  grace, 


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To  them  the  word  of  life  and  faith 
Became  an  instrument  of  death. 
We  seem  ahkc  when  thus  we  meet; 
Strangers  might  think  wc  all  were  wheatj 
But  to  the  Lord's  all  searching  eyes 
Each  heart  appears  without  ^sguise. 
The  tares  are  spar'd  for  various  ends; 
Some  for  the  sake  of  praying  friends; 
Others  the  Lord,  against  their  will. 
Employs  his  counsels  to  fulfil. 
But  though  they  grow  so  t  dl  and  strong, 
His  plun  will  not  require  them  long; 
In  harvest  when  he  saves  his  own. 
The  tares  shall  into  hell  be  thrown. 
Most  awful  thought,  and  is  it  so, 
Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know? 
Is  every  man  a  wheat  or  tare  ^ 
Me  for  that  harvest,  Lord  prepare. 

211.     P.     M. 

1  THE  Land  of  Glory  lies 
Beyond  old  Jordan's  stream 

A  region  in  the  skies, 

Where  fields  are  always  green. 
O  happy  place  of  sweet  repose. 
Where  pain  &  death,  no  entrance  knows, 
And  life's  fair  tree  for  ever  grows. 

2  There  saints  and  angels  drink. 
And  plunge  in  seas  of  loyc; 

No  bliss  of  which  thsy  think. 


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shall  be  witliheld  above. 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  tlirone. 

Do  freely  flow  to  every  one; 
Secur'd  to  them  thro'  Christ  alone. 
3  Soon  shall  our  toil  be  o'er — 

Our  suffering-  and  our  pain: 
We'll  meet  upon  that  shoie: 

And  never  part  again. 
And  sing- the  song",  redeeming- love, 
"While  we  stand  round  the  thi-one  above 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  prove. 
212.     P.     M. 

1  THROUGH  tribulation  deep,      ' 

The  way  to  glory  is, 
This  stormy  course  I  keep. 

On  these  tempestuous  seas; 
By  waves  and  winds  I'm  toss'd  and  driv'n, 
Freighted  with  grace  &  bound  to  heav'n. 

2  Sometimes  temptations  blow 

A  dreadful  hurricane, 
And  high  the  waters  flow. 

And  o'er  my  sides  break  in, 
But  still  my  little  ship  outbraves 
The  blust'ring  winds  and  surging  waves. 

3  When  I  in  my  distress. 
My  anchor,  hope,  can  cast 
Within  the  promises. 

It  holds  my  vessel  fast; 
Safely  she  then  at  anchor  rides, 
*Midst  stormy  blasts  and  swelling  tides. 


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4  If  a  dead  calm  ensues, 

And  heaven  no  breezes  give, 
The  oar  of  prayer  T  use, 

I  labour,  toil  and  strive: 
Thro'  storms  and  calms  for  many  a  day, 
I  make  but  very  little  way. 

5  But  when  a  heavenly  breeze 

Spring's  up  and  fills  my  sail. 
My  vessel  g"oes  with  ease 

Before  the  pleasant  g-ale; 
And  runs  as  much  an  hour,  or  more. 
As  in   a  month  or  two  before. 

6  As  at  the  time  of  noon. 

My  quadrant  Faith,  I  take. 
To  view  my  Christ,  my  sun, 

If  he  the  clovuls  should  break: 
I'm  happy  when  his  face  I  see, 
I  know  then  whereabouts  I  be. 

7  When  through  the  gulf  1  get, 
(Though  rough,  it  is  but  short,) 

The  pilot  angels  meet 

And  bring  me  into  port; 
And  when  I  land  on  that  blest  shore, 
I  shall  be  safe  for  evermore. 
213.      C.     xM. 
1  THRO'  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path, 
Amid  the  deep'ning  gloom. 
We,  soldiers  of  an  injur'd  King, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 


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3  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more. 
And  all  our  pow'rs  decay, 
Our  cold  remains,  in  solitude, 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat. 
Unheeded,  o'er  our  silent  dust, 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

4  These  ashes  poor,  this  little  dust. 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep. 
Till  the  last  angel  rise,  and  break 
The  lung-  and  dreary  sleep. 

5  Then  love's  swift  day  o'er  ev'ry  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays, 
And  the  lonj^  silent  dust  shall  burst 
With  shouts  of  endless  pi-aise. 

214     C.     M. 

1  THE  time  is  short!  the  season  near, 

When  death  will  us  remove 
To  leave  our  friends,  however  dear, 
And  all  we  fondly  love. 

2  The  time  is  short!  sinners,  beware, 

Nor  trifle  time  away; 
The  word  of  great  salvation  hear, 
While  it  is  call'd  to-day. 

3  The  time  is  short!  ye  rebels,  now 

To  Christ  the  Lord  submit; 
To  mercy's  golden  sceptre  bow. 
And  fall  at  Jesus' s  feet, 


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4  The  time  is  short!  ye  saints  rejoice — 

The  Lord  will  quickly  come: 
Soon  shall  you  hear  the  bridegroom's 
voice, 
To  call  you  to  your  home. 

5  The  time  is  short!  it  swiftly  flies — 

The  hour  is  just  at  hand. 
When  we  shall  mount  above  the  skies. 
And  reach  the  wish'd  for  land. 

6  The  time  is  short! — the  moment  near, 

When  we  shall  dwell  above; 
And  be  for  ever  happy  there. 
With  Jesus,  whom  we  love. 

215.     7s. 

1  TO  the  cross  where  Jesus  dies. 

Where  my  Lord  resigns  his  breath 
Where  affliction  veils  his  eyes, 

Swimming-  in  the  tears  of  death: 
Thither  bringing-  all  my  guilt. 
From  avenging  wrath  I  flee, 
To  the  blood  of  sprinkling  spilt — 
Spilt  to  set  the  sinner  free. 

2  'Mid  convulsive  agonies, 
Peace  his  quivering  lips  impart; 

Pardon  seal'd  by  broken  sighs 
Issuing  from  a  broken  lieart; 

Let  me  feel  this  healing  power, 
Let  this  harden'd  heart  of  stone. 


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Melt  beneath  the  purple  shower, 

From  his  body  trickling  down. 
3  On  those  temples,  crown'd  with  thorns, 

SufPring  majesty  appears; 
Love  that  dying  face  adorns, 

Stain'd  witli  blond  and  soil'd  with  tears; 
Pierce  the  shadows  of  the  heart 

With  the  hght'ningofthateye; 
Smiles  of  peace  to  me  impart. 

Let  me  feel,  or  I  must  die! 

216.      lO's  &  ll's. 

1  THO'    troubles    assail,     and     dangers 

affright, 
Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all 

unite. 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  promise  assures  us.    The  Lord  will 

provide. 

2  The  birds,  without  barn  or  storehouse , 

are  fed: 

From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  for  our 
bread . 

His  saints  what  is  fitting  sliall  ne*er  be  de- 
ni'd, 

So  long  as  *tis  written,  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

3  We  all  may,  like  ships,  by  tempests  be 

tost 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  need  not  be  lost; 


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Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the 

tide,  [vide. 

Yet  Scripture  engages,  The  Lord  will  pro- 

4  His  call  we  obey,  like  Abrah'm  of  old: 
We  know  not  the  way,  but  faitli  makes  us 

bold; 
For  tlio'  we  are  strangers,  we  have  a  sure 

guide. 
And  trust  in  all  dangers,  The  Lord  will 

provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears  to  stop  up  our  path, 
And  fills  us  with  fears,  we  triumph  by  taith; 
He  cannot  take  from  us  (tho'  oft  he  has 

tri'd) 
The  heart-cheering  promise,  The  Lord  will 
provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in 

vain, 

The  good  that  we  seek  we  ne'er  shall  ob- 
tain: 

But  when  such  suggestions  our  graces  have 
tri'd, 

This  answers  all  questions.  The  Lord  will 
provide. 

7  No  strength  of  our  own,  njor  goodness 

we  claim. 
Our  trust  is  all  thrown  on  Jesus'  name; 
In  this  our  strong  tower  for  safety  we  hide; 
The  Lord  is  our  power,  The  Lord  will 

provide, 


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8  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in 

view, 
'J'he  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort   us 

throug-h; 
Not  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on 

our  side. 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  The   Lord  will 

provide. 

217.  C.  M. 

1  THY  promise,  Lord,  and  thy  command, 

Have  brought  us  here  to-day; 
And  now  we  humbly  waiting  stand 
To  liear  what  thou  wilt  say. 

2  Meet  us,  we  pray,  with  words  of  peace, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  love; 
Tliat  from  our  follies  we  may  cease, 
And  henceforth  faithful  prove. 

218.  P.   M. 

1  THOU  God  of  harmony  and  love,  [above. 

Whose    name    transports   the    saints 
And  lulls  the  ravish'd  spheres: 
On  thee  in  feeble  strains  I  call. 
And  mix  my  humble  voice  with  all 

The  heav'nly  choristers. 

2  O  might  I  with  the  snints  aspire, 
The  meanest  of  that  dazzling  choir 

Who  chant  thy  praise  above; 
Mixt  with  the  brig^ht  musician-band. 


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May  I  a  heavenlj'  harper  stand, 

And  sing  the  song  of  love. 
What  ecstacy  of  bliss  is  there, 
While  all  tlie  angelic  concert  share, 

And  drink  the  floating  joys! 
What  more  than  ecstacy,  when  all 
Struck  to  the  golden  pavement  fall 

At  Jesu's  glorious  voice ! 
Jesus!  the  heaven  of  heavens  he  is, 
The  soul  of  harmony  and  bliss! 

And  while  on  him  we  gaze. 
And  while  his  glorious  voice  we  hear, 
Our  spirits  are  all  eye,  all  ear. 

And  silence  speaks  his  praise. 
O  might  I  die  that  awe  to  prove. 
That  prostrate  awe  which  dares  not  move 

Before  tlie  great  Three-One! 
To  shout  by  turns  the  bursting  joy. 
And  all  eternity  employ 

In  songs  around  the  throne! 

219.     L.  M. 
THAT  hiding-place  I  long  to  find, 

That  sacred  covert  from  the  wind; 
Thou  Man  of  giief,  thou  God  of  love. 
Receive  and  keep  my  life  above. 
!  Conceal  me  from  the  furious  blast. 
Till  all  the  storms  of  life  are  past, 
t)r  let  the  latest  tempest  come. 
And  drive  mc  to  my  heavenly  home. 


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3  My  soul,  a  dry  and  barren  place, 
Gasps  for  the  cooling"  streams  of  grace; 

0  mig'lit  they  thro'  the  desert  roll 
Refresliment  to  my  g-asphig- soul! 

4  Jesus,  I  thirst  for  thee,  not  thine, 

1  want  the  well  of  life  divine; 
The  well  of  life  divine  thou  art, 
Spring-  up  eternal  in  my  heart. 

220.     C.  M. 

1  THOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying-  Lamb, 

We  love  to  hear  of  thee; 
No  music  like  thy  charming"  name. 

Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be: 
O  may  we  ever  hear  thy  voice. 

In  mercy  to  \is  speak. 
And  in  our  priest  will  we  rejoice 

Our  g"reat  Melchisedec. 

2  Our  Jesus  shall  be  still  our  theme. 

While  in  this  world  we  stay. 
We'll  sing"  our  Jesu's  lovely  name. 

When  all  thing-s  else  decay: 
When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

Witli  all  Ills  favoar'd  throng-,        [loud. 
Then   will  we  sing',  more  sweet,  more 
And  Christ  shall  be  our  song". 
221.      P.  M. 
1  THE  Lord's  into  liis  g-arden  come. 
The  spices  yield  a  rich  perfume, 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive: 
RefreshmpT  showers  of  irrace  divine: 


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From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine, 

And  makes  the  dead  revive. 

2  0  that  til  is  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become; 
The  desert  blossom  as  tlie  rose, 
When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

3  The  glorious  time  is  coming-  on. 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

My  soul  a  witness  is; 
I  taste  and  see  tlie  pardon  free 
For  all  mankind,  as  well  as  me, 

"Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 

4  The  worst  of  sinners  here  may  find 
A  Saviour  merciful  and  kind. 

Who  will  them  all  receive, 
None  are  too  vile  who  will  repent, 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went. 

The  Lord  did  him  relieve - 

5  Come  brethren  dear,  whoknowtheLord, 
And  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word. 

In  Jesu's  way  go  on: 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  here. 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there. 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

6  We  feel  that  heav'n  is  now  begun. 
It  issues  from  the  sparkling  throne. 

From  Jesu's  throne  on  liigh; 
15 


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It  comes  in  floods,  we  can't  contain, 
We  drink,  and  drink,  and  drink  again. 
And  yet  we  still  are  dry. 

7  But  when  we  come  to  dwell  above, 
And  all  surround  the  throne  of  love. 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply. 
Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  through, 
To  living  fountains  where  they  flow. 

That  never  will  run  dry. 

8  'Tis  there   we'll  reign,  and  shout,  andij 

sing, 
And  make  the  upper  regions  ring, 

When  all  the  saints  get  home: 
Come  on,  come  on,  my  brethren  dear. 
Soon  we  shall  meet  together  there, 

For  Jesus  bids  us  come, 

9  Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies, 
I'm  bound  to  meet  you  in  the  skies; 

And  claim  my  mansion  there: 
Now  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand. 
To  meet  you  in  that  heav'nly  land. 

Where  we  shall  part  no  more. 

222.     C.  M. 

1  THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 

Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste. 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Jesus  thou  source  of  all  my  joys. 

Thou  ruler  of  my  heart. 


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How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice, 
Pronounce  the  sound,  "depart!" 
S  The  thunder  of  that  awful  word, 
Would  so  torment  uiy  ear, 
*Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  What!  to  be  banisli'd  from  my  Lord^ 

And  yet  forbid  to  die! 

To  ling-er  in  eternal  pain, 

And  death  for  ever  fly! 

5  O  wretched  state  of  deep  despair. 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love! 

223.     L.  M. 

1  THE  saints  who  now  in  Jesus  sleep, 
His  own  almighty  power  shall  keep. 
Till  dawns  the  bright  illustrious  day. 
When  death  itself  shall  die  away. 

2  How  loud  shall  our  glad  voices  sing, 
When  Christ  his  risen  saints  shall  bring 
From  beds  of  dust  and  sleeping  clay. 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day! 

3  When  Jesus  we  in  glory  meet. 
Our  utmost  joys  shall  be  complete; 
When  landed  on  that  heav'nly  shore, 
Death  and  the  curse  shall  be  no  more. 


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224.     C.    M. 

1  THEE  we  adore,  Etenial  Name, 

And  humbly  own  to  theCj 

How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 

What  dying"  worms  we  be. 

2  Our  wasting-  lives  g-row  shorter  still, 

As  days  and  months  increase: 
And  every  beating"  pulse  we  tell 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 
)  The  year  rolls  round  and  steals  away 
The  breath  that  first  it  g-avc  : 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We're  traveling"  to  the  grave. 
.  Dang-ers   stand    thick    throug-h  all    the 
To  push  us  to  the  tomb;  [ground. 

And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 

To  hurry  mortals  home. 
Great  God,  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things!    . 
Til'  eternal  states  of  all  the  dead 

Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 
Infinite  joy  or  endless  wo 

Attends  on  every  breath; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go 

Upon  the  brink  of  death! 
Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense 

To  walk  this  dang'rous  road; 

And  if  our  souls  arc  hurri'd  hence. 

May  they  be  found  with  God! 


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225.  P.  M. 

1  TO  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope. 

My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone; 
O!  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up. 
And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne. 

2  My  Saviour!  whom  absent  I  love, 

Whom,  not  having-  seen,  I  adore, 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 
All  glory,  dominion,  and  power. 

3  Dissolve  thou  the  bands  that  detain 

My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee. 
Oh  I  strike  off  the  adamant  chain. 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 

4  Then  that  happy  era  begins. 

When  array 'd  in  thy  glory  I  shine. 
And  no  longer  pierce  with  my  sins 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline. 

226.  P.   M. 

1  THERE  was  Joshua  and  Joseph,  Elias 

and  Moses, 
"Who  prayed  as  they  joumey'd  along? 
There  v/as  Abram,  and  Isaac,  and  Jacob, 
and  David, 
And  Solomon,  Stephen  and  John: 
There  was  Simeon  and  Anna,  and  I  don*t 
know  how  many. 
Who  ])ray'd,  and  God  heard  from  his 
throne; 


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Some  cast  among  Lions,  some  bound  with 
rough  irons. 
Yet  g'lnry  and  praises  they  sung. 
2  Some  tell  us  that  praying,  and  also  that 
praising, 
Is  labour  that's  all  spent  in  vain; 
But  we  have  such  witness,  that  God  hears 
with  swiftness. 
From  praying  we  will  not  refrain: 
There  was  old  father  Noah,  and  ten  thou 
sand  more. 
Who  witness'd  that  God  heard  ihem  pray; 
There  was  Samuel  and  Hannah,  Paul,  Silas 
and  Peter, 
And  Daniel  and  Jonah  all  say. 
3  That  God  by  his  Spirit,  or  an  angel  doth 
visit. 
Our  souls  and  our  bodies  while  praying; 
Shall  we  all  go  fainting,  while  they  all  go 
praising. 
And  glorify  God  in  the  flame; 
God  grant  us  t'  inherit,  the  same  praying 
spirit, 
"While  onward  we  journey  below, 
6o  that  when  we  cease  praying,  we  may  not 
cease  praising, 
But  around  God's  bright  throne  we  may 
bow. 


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227.     P.  M. 

THE  Lord  is  the  fountain  of  goodness 
and  love,  [above, 

Thro'  Eden  once  flowing  in  streams  from 

Refreshing  each  moment  the  first  happy- 
pair,  [despair. 

'Till  sin  stopt  the  torrent  and  brought  in 

O  wretched  condition!  what  anguish  and 
pain?  [obtain; 

They  thirst  for  the  fountain,  but  cannot 
To  sin's  bitter  waters  they  fly  for  relief. 
They    drink,  but  the  draught  still   in- 
creases their  grief. 

Come  sinner,  poor  sinner,  'tis  boundless 
and  free,  [for  thee; 

You're  welcome,take  freely,'twas  open'd 

The  spirit  invites  you,  the  bride  calls  you 
too,  [welcome  with  you. 

Come,   call   all  your  neighbors,  they're 

Make  not  your  complaints  an  excuse 
to  delay,  [away; 

Let  not  your  transgressions  aflTright  yoa 

Tho'  bad  your  condition ,you're  welcome, 
draw  near. 

Come,  come,  on  dear  sinner,  and  cast 
[away  fear. 


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5  Come   Christians,    let's  venture    along 

do w  n  the  stream,  [swim ; 

The  shallows  are  pleasant,  but  O  let  us 

Let's  bathe  in  the  ocean  of  infinita  love. 

And  wash,  and  be  pure  as  the  angels 

above. 

228.     P.     M. 

1  THE  gloomy  night  of  sadness 

Begins  to  flee  away, 
The  red'ning  streaks  of  morning, 

Proclaim  the  rising  day; 
That  welcome  day  of  promise 

When  Christ  sliall  claim  his  right. 
And  on  the  world  in  darkness 

Pour  forth  a  flood  of  light. 

2  Now  truth  unveil 'd,  is  shining 

With  beams  of  sacred  light. 
The  mourning  pilgrims  wonder. 

And  leave  the  paths  of  night. 
Their  glowing  hearts  in  rapture 

All  flll'd  with  joy  divine. 
Burst  forth  in  shouting  glory. 

And  lik'-;  their  Master  shine. 

3  Come,  let's  begin  the  antliems. 

And  join  the  choir  above. 
To  praise  our  blessed  Jesus, 

And  bless  the  God  we  love. 
All  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Salvation  to  our  God, 


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Hosanna  to  oui'  Jesus, 

Who  wash'd  us  in  liis  blood. 

4  TJie  courts  of  heaven  are  ringing" 

With  songs  of  highest  strains, 
And  ceaseless  praise  is  rolling 

Along  the  flowery  plains. 
O  could  we  rise  triumphant. 

And  join  with  those  above 
To  shout  and  sing  forever. 

Free  grace  and  dying  love. 

229.     C.    M. 

1  THE  evils  that  beset  our  path 

Who  can  prevent  or-  cure? 
We  stand  upon  the  brink  of  death; 
When  most  we  seem  secure. 

2  If  we  to-day,  sweet  peace  possess. 

It  soon  may  be  withdrawn; 
Some  change  may  plunge  us  in  distress. 
Before  to-morrow's  dawn. 

3  Disease  and  pain  invade  our  health. 

And  find  an  easy  prey; 
And  oft,  when  least  expected,  wealth 
Takes  wings  and  flies  away. 

4  A  fever  or  a  blow  can  shake 

Our  wisdom's  boasted  rule; 
And  of  the  brightest  genius  make, 
A  madman  or  a  fool. 


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5  The  gourds,  from  which   we  look  for 

Produce  us  only  pain;  [fruit, 

A  worm  unseen  attacks  the  root, 
And  all  our  hopes  are  vain. 

6  Since  sin  has  fili'd  the  earth  with  wo, 

And  creatures  fade  and  die; 
Lord  wean  ourhearts  from  things  below, 
And  fix  our  hopes  on  liigh. 

230.     C.    M. 

1  WHEN  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 

O'ervvhehn'd  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  view  my  Maker  face  to  face, 
O  how  sliall  I  appear! 

2  If  yet  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  soul  witli  inward  horror  shrinks. 
And  trembles  at  the  thought. 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  shalt  stand  disclos'd 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
''  O  how'shall  1  a]) pear! 

4  O  may  my  broken,  contrite  heart. 

Timely  my  sins  lament. 
And  early  with  repentant  tears, 
Eternsd  wo  prevent, 

5  Behold  the  sorrows  of  my  heart, 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late; 
And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying  groan, 
To  give  those  sorrows  weight! 


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6  For  never  shall  my  soul  despair 
Her  pardon  to  secure, 
"Who  knows  thine  only  Son  hath  died 
To  make  that  pardon  sure. 

231.    C.  M. 

1  WHAT  poor  despised  company 

Of  travellers  arc  these, 
That  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way, 
Along'  that  merged  maze? 

2  Ah!  these  are  of  a  royal  Hne, 

All  children  of  a  King;  < 

Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine; 
And  lo!  for  joy  they  sing. 

3  Why  do  they  then  appear  so  mean? 

And  why  so  much  despis'd? 
Because  of  tlieir  rich  robes  unseen 
The  world  is  not  appriz'd 

4  But  some  of  them  seem  poor,  distressed, 

And  lacking  daily  bread? 
Ah!  they  are  of  boundless  wealtli  pos- 
sess'd, 
Witli  hidden  manna  fed. 

5  But  why  keep  they  that  narrow  road. 

That  rugged  thorny  maze? 
Why,  that's  the  way  theu*  leader  trod. 
They  love  and  keep  his  ways. 

6  Why  must  they  shun  the  pleasant  path 

That  worldings  love  so  well? 


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Because  that  is  the  road  to  death, 

The  open  road  to  hell. 
7"  What!  is  there  theu  no  other  road 

To  Salem's  happy  grounds- 
Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God, 

None  other  can  be  found. 

232.     L.  M. 

1  WHO  is  this  heavenly  person?  who? 
In  g-arments  dyed  methinks  I  sae, 
That  comes  from  Edom,  drest  in  wo, 
That  comes  from  Bozrah  unto  me? 

2  'Tis  my  Redeemer  from  above, 
Jesus,  the  Saviour — }es,  *tis  he: 
Great  is  liis  streng-th,  and  great  his  love: 
He  groan'd,  he  bled,  he  died  for  me. 

3  New  life  his  blood  and  wounds  afford. 
My  sins  have  made  his  body  bleed, 
I'll  go  and  meet  my  dearest  Lord, 
And  tell  him  how  1  hate  the  deed. 

4  His  dying  love  my  soul  constrains. 
While  thus  I  view  liis  sufl'rings  o'er, 
To  hate  the  cause  of  all  his  pains. 
To  love  his  precepts  more  and  more. 

5  Now  I'm  engag'd  by  sacred  ties, 

I  charg'e  my  heart  no  more  to  stray 
From  him  who  dwells  aho^  e  the  skies. 
Nor  grieve  nor  tempt  my  Lord  away. 


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■  233.     7's. 

1  WHO  is  as  the  Cliristain  gi*eat! 

Bought,  and  wash'd  with  sacred  blood, 
Crowns  he  sees  beneath  his  feet. 
Soars  aloft,  and  walks  with  God. 

2  Who  is  as  the  Christian  wise! 

He  his  nought  for  all  hath  given, 

Boug-lit  tlie  pearl  of  greatest  price, 

Nobly  barter'd  eartli  for  heaven. 

3  Who  is  as  the  Christian  blest! 

He  hath  found  the  long-sought  stone, 
He  is  join'd  to  Christ  his  rest. 
He  and  happiness  are  one. 

4  Earth  and  heaven  together  meet. 

Gifts  in  him  and  graces  join, 
Make  the  character  complete. 
All  immortal,  all  divine. 

5  Lo!  his  clothing  is  the  sun, 

Tlie  bright  sun  of  righteousness, 
He  hath  put  salvation  on, 
Jesus  is  his  beauteous  dress. 

6  Lo!  he  feeds  on  living  bread. 

Drinks  the  fountain  from  above. 
Leans  on  Jesu's  breast  his  head; 
Feasts  for  ever  on  his  love. 

7  Angels  here  his  servants  arc, 

Spread  for  him  their  golden  wings. 
To  his  throne  of  glory  bear. 
Seat  him  by  the  King  of  khigs. 


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234.      P.  M. 

WHITHER  go'st  thou,  pilgrim,   straii 
g-er, 
Passing  through  this  dartsome  vale? 
Know'st  tl\ou  not,  'tis  full  of  danger, 
And  will  not  thy  courage  fail? 

/'m  hound  for  the  kingdom,  &c. . 

PILGRIM,  thou  dost  justly  call  me, 

Wand'ring  o'er  this  waste  so  wide; 
Yet  no  harm  will  e'er  befal  me. 

While  I'm  blest  with  such  a  GUIDE. 
Such  a  Guide! — No  guide  attends  tliee, 

Hence  for  thee  my  fears  arise; 
If  a  guardian  power  befriend  thee, 

'Tis  unseen  by  moilal  eyes. 
Yes,  unseen — but  still  believe  me. 

Such  a  Guide  my  steps  attends; 
He'll  in  every  strait  relieve  me, 
He  from  every  harm  defend. 
Pilgrim!  see  that  stream  before  thee. 

Darkly  M'inding  through  the  vale; 
Shovdd  its  deadly  Mavcs  roll  o'er  thee. 

Would  not  then  thy  courage  fail? 
•  No:  that  stream  has  nothing  frightful, 

To  its  brink  my  steps  I  bend. 
There  to  plunge  will  be  delightful — 

There  my  pilgrimage  will  end. 


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7  While  I  g-az'd — with  speed  surprising-, 
Down  the   stream  she  plung-'d  from 
sig-ht; 
Gazing-  still,  I  saw  her  rising- 
Like  an  angel,  clothed  with  light. 

235.      P.  M. 

1.   WHAT   happy   cliildrenj    who   follow 
Jesus 
Into  the  liouse  of  prayer  and  praise; 
And  join  in  union,  while  love  increases. 
Resolved  this  way  to  spend  our  days: 
Altho'  we're  hated  by  the  world  and  Sa- 
tiin. 
By  the  flesh,  and  such  as  love  not  God; 
Yet  happy  moments  anol  joyful  seasons, 
We  oft-times  find  on  Canaan's  road. 
2  Since    we've  been  waiting-   on  blessed 
Jesus, 
We've  felt  some  strength  come  from 
above; 
Our  hearts  have  burned  with  holy  rap- 
ture, 
We  long  to  be  absorbed  by  love: 
Then  let  us  hold  fast  what  is  given, 

And  trust  in  God  for  time  to  come: 
Sure  we  shall  find  our  way  to  heaven. 
So  farewell,  brethren,  we're    go'mg 
home. 


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3  And  as  we  go,  let  us  praise  our  Jesus, 
And  pray  for  those  who   spurn    his 
grace; 
Lest  they  sliould  lose  love's  richest  trea- 
sure, 
And  ne'er  enjoy  his  smiling  face; 
Now  here's  my  heart  and  my  best  wishes, 

In  token  of  my  Christian  love; 
In  hopes  with  you  to  praise  my  Jesus, 
So    farewell,    brethren,    we'll    meet 
above. 

236.     L.    M. 

1  WHEN  on  the  cross,  my  Lord  I  see, 
Bleeding  to  death  for  wretclied  me, 
Satan  and  sin  no  more  can  move, 
For  I  fiva  all  transformd  to  love. 

2  His  thorns  and  nails,  pierc'd  thro'  my  heart 

In  ev'ry  groan  I  have  a  part; 

I  view  his  wounds  with  streaming  eyes, 

But  see!  he  bows  his  head  and  dies! 

3  Come,  sinners,  view  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wounded  and  dead,  andbatli'd  in  blood; 
Behold  his  side  and  venture  near. 

The  well  of  endless  life  is  here. 

4  Here  1  forget  my  cares  and  pains; 

I  drink,  yet  still  my  thirst  remains; 
Only  the  fountain  head  above, 
Can  satisfy  the  thirst  of  love. 


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237.     L    M. 

1  WHILE  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
Remember  your  creator  God: 
Behold  the  days  coine  hustenins^  on, 
^Vhen  you  shall  sa}-,  '^my  joys  are  gone." 

2  God  from  on  hig-h  beholds  your  thoughts, 
His  book  records  your  secret  faults; 
The  works  of  darkness  you  have  done. 
Must  all  appear  before  the  sun. 

3  The  vengeance  to  your  follies  due, 
Should  strike  your  heai'ts  with  terrorthro* 
How  will  }'e  stand  before  his  face. 

Or  answer  for  neglected  grace? 

4  Behold  the  aged  sinner  goes. 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  tiie  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endles  curses  on  his  head. 

5  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again, 
The  soul  in  agonies  of  pain 
Ascend  to  God;  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell. 

6  O  sinners  now  turn  off  your  eyes. 
From  these  alluring  vanities, 
Come  seek  the  Lord  without  delay 
The  invitation  is  to-day, 

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2S8.     8.  8,  6. 

1  WHEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  sbaltl 

come 
To  fetcli  thy  ransom'd  people  home, 

Shall  1  among  them  stand? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  1, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand? 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  i'eet  to  bow, 

'Ihough  weakest  of  them  all: 
But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought! 
"What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shall  call! 

3  Pre\ent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace; 

Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding-place,      i 

In  this  til' accepted  day: 
Thy  pard'ning  voice,  O  let  me  hear, 
To  htill  my  unbelieving  fear; 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found, 
"Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall 

sound, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face: 
Then  loudest  of  the  crowd  I'll  sing, 
While  heavn's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouti  of  sov'reign  grace. 


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239.  L.   M. 

1  WHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
On  which  tl\e  Prince  of  Glory  di*d. 

My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss. 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride  ? 

Forbid  it.  Lord,  that  I  should  boast. 
Save  in  the  death  of  Clirist,  my  God: 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  thy  blood. 

2  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet. 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down. 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet. 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small; 

Love  so  amazing,  so  divine. 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

240.  P.   M. 

1  WHAT  wondrous  love  is  this,  0!  my 
soul !  O !  my  soul ! 
What  wondrous  love  is  this,  O  my  soul.' 
What  wondrous  love  is  this,  that  caus'd 

the  Lord  of  bliss. 
To  send  this  precious  peace  to  my  soul, 

to  ray  soul. 
To  send  this  precious  peace  to  my  soul. 


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2  Wlien  I  was  sinking  down,  &c. 
When  I  was  sinking  down,  &.c. 

"When  I   was   sinking    down,    beneath 

God's  righteous  frown, 
Christ  laid  aside  his  crown,  for  my  soul, 

for  my  soul, 
Christ  laid  aside  his  crown^  &c. 

3  Ye  winged  seraphs  fly,  bear  the  news, 

bear  the  news. 
Ye  winged  seraphs  fly,  &c. 
Ye    winged   seraphs   fly,    like    comets 

through  the  sky, 
Fill  vast  eternity  with  the  news,  &.c. 
Fill  vast  eternity,  &.c. 

4  Ye  friends    of  Zion's    King,    join    his 

praise,  &c. 
Ye  friends  of  Zion's  King,  &c. 
Ye  friends  of  Zion's  King,  with  hearts 

and  voices  sing. 
And  strike  each  tuneful   string   in   his 

praise,  &c. 
And  strike  each,  &.c. 

5  To  God  and  to  the  Lamb  I  will  sing,  &c.- 
To  God  and  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 

To  God  and  to  the  Lamb,  who  is  the 

great  I  AM! 
While  millions  join   the  theme  I  will 

sing,  &.C. 
While  millions  join,  Sec. 


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6  And  when  from  death  Vm  free,  1*11  sin^ 

on,  &c. 
And  when  from  death  I'm  free,  &c. 
And  wlien  from  death  I'm  free,  I'll  sing 

and  joyful  be; 
And  through  eternitv  I'll  sing-  on,  &c. 
And  through  eternity,  8cc. 

241.  C.  M. 

1  WHEN  1  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  firewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage? 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurl'd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall; 
So  1  but  safely  reach  my  home. 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  m}'  all: 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  troulile  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

242.  C.  M. 

1  WHEN,  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life. 
My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 
Waiting  to  pass  death's  awful  flood. 
Great  God,  at  thy  command! 


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2  When  weeping  friends  surround  my  bed, 

And  close  my  sig-htless  eyes. 
When  shatter'd  by  the  weight  of  years 
This  broken  body  lies: 

3  When  ev*ry  long-  lov'd  scene  of  life 

Stands  ready  to  depart; 
When  the  last  sigh  tliat  shakes  the  frame 
Shall  rend  this  bursting  heart: 

4  O,  thou  great  Source  of  joy  supreme, 

Whose  arm  alone  can  save, 
Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave! 

5  Lay  thy  supporting  gentle  hand 

Beneath  my  sinking  head; 
And,  with  a  ray  of  love  divine, 
Illume  my  dying  bed! 

6  Leaning  on  tliy  dear  faithful  breast. 

May  1  resign  my  breatii! 
And,  in  tliy  iuncl  embraces,  lose 
"The  biUerness  of  death!" 

245.     P.  M. 

V 

1  WHAT  sound  is  tiiis  salutes  mine  ear, 
Methinks  'tis  Jubilee's  trump  I  hear. 

Long  look'd  for  now  has  come; 
It  shakes  the  heavens,  the  earth,  the  sea, 
Proclaims  the  year  of  Jubilc(% 

Return  ye  exiles  home. 


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2  Behold  the  new  Jerasalem^ 
Illumiuated  by  the  Lamb; 

In  glory  doth  appear. 
Fair  Zion  rislnep  from  the  tomh. 
To  meet  the  brirlegroom  now  he's  come* 
And  hail  the  jubilee  year. 

3  King  Jesus  takes  her  to  his  arms. 
Transported  with  his  glorious  charms. 

She  thus  begins  to  sing:  [pains. 

From  tears,  and  sighs,  and  groan-*,  and 
She  soars  where  joy  immortal  reigns. 

To  view  the  rosy  spring. 

4  As  larks  and  linnets  sweetly  sing. 
While  hills  and  vallies  round  them  ring, 

*Scaped  from  the  fowler's  snare. 
One  thousand  years  she  here  shall  dwell, 
,  While  Satan  is  chained  down  in  heli, 
Which  ends  the  jubilee  year. 

5  The  dragon  is  let  loose  once  mo-e. 
And  round  the  earth  his  trumpets  roar, 

He's  now  for  war  again; 
But  he  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
Drives  Satan  and  his  legions  down. 
Into  the  fi'iy  main. 

244.     8.  7. 
1  WHEN  I  view  my  Saviour  bleeding 
For  my  sins  upon  the  tree; 
O  how  wondrous! — how  exceeding^ 
Great  his  1  )ve  appear*  to  me' 


2(i4 

Floods  of"  deep  distress  :\nd  anguish 

To  impede  his  labors  came; 
Yet  they  all  could  not  extint,'-ui.sh 

Love's  eternal,  burninc;'  flainc. 
Now  redemption  is  com])letcd^ 

Full  salvation  is  procur'd; 
Death  and  Satan  arc  defeated 

By  the  suff'ring-s  he  endur'd. 
Now  the  gracious  Mediator, 

Risen  to  the  courts  of  bliss. 
Claims  for  me,  a  sinfid  creature, 

Pardon,  righteousness,  and  peace. 

245.     S.  M. 

WHAT  cheering  words  are  these' 

Their  sweetness  who  can  telP 
In  time  and  to  eternity, 

'Tis  with  the  righteous  well. 

In  ev'ry  state  secure. 

Kept  by  Jehovah's  eye, 
'Tis  well  with  them  while  life  endures. 

And  well  when  cidl'd  to  die. 

'Tis  well  when  joys  arise, 

'Tis  well  when  sorrows  flow; 
'Tis  well  when  darkness  veils  the  skies. 

And  strong tcm])tations  blow. 

'Tis  well  when  at  his  throne, 

They  wrestle,  weep,  and  pray, 
'Tis  well  when  at  his  feet  they  groan. 

Yet  bring  their  wants  away. 


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5       'Tis  well  when  Jesus  calls, 
F;rom  earth  and  sui,  arise, 
Join  with  the  host  of  virg-in  souls, 
^lade  to  salvation  wise. 

246.     P.  M. 

1  WHEN  frowning-  death  appears. 
And  points  liisfutal  dart, 
What  dark  forebodings  fears 
Distract  the  sinner's  heart! 

The  dreadful  blow 
No  arm  can  stay. 
But  torn  away 
He  sinks  to  wo. 

2  Now  every  hope  denied, 
Bereft  of  every  good, 
He  must  the  wrath  abide 
Of  an  avenging  God; 

No  mercy  there 

Will  greet  his  ear, 

Nor  wipe  the  tear 

Of  black  despair. 
S   Sinners,  awake,  attend, 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come; 
Make  Christ,  the  Judge,  your  friend, 
And  heav'n  shall  be  your  home. 

His  mercy  nigh, 

Now  points  the  path 

That  leads  from  death 

To  joys  on  high. 


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247.     P.  M. 

1  WHY  should  I  be  affrig-hted  at  pesti- 

lence  or  war, 
The  fiercer  be  the  tempest  the  sooner  it  is 

o'er. 
With  Jesus  in  the  vessel,  the  billows  rise 

in  vain, 
They  only  will  convey  me  to  yon  Elysian 

plain. 

With  Glory  in  my  Soul. 

2  This  is  a  land  of  dang-ers,  and  foes  they 

press  me  hard, 
But  Jesus,  he  has  promised  that  he  will  be 

my  g-uard, 
Then  1  shall  nat  be  tempted  above  what  I 

can  bear, 
When  fig-hting's  done,   escorted  his  king-- 

dom  then  to  share,  &c. 

3  Although  my  flesh  is  mortal,  immortal  is 

my  hope; 

I'll  try  like  holy  Moses  to  gain  the  moun- 
tain top, 

There  at  Jehovah's  bidding",  with  cheerful- 
ness to  die — 

And  then  ascend  to  Heaven  to  reign  above 
the  sky,  &c, 

4  From  him  1  have  my  orders,  and  while  I 

do  obey, 
I  find  his  Holy  Spirit  illuminates  my  way. 


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The  way  is  so  deliglitful  I  wish  to  travel  on, 
Till  I  am  call'd  away  to  receive  a  starry 
crown,  &c. 

5  I  feel  that  Jesus  loves  me,  but  why,  I  do 

not  know, 
To  him  Im  so  unfaithful  in  what  I  have 

to  do, 
I  grieve  to  see  my  failings,  but  he  does  all 

forgive, 
Which  makes  me  love  him  more,  and  by 

faith  in  him  I  live,  &c. 

6  Though    sinners   do  despise    me,    and 

laugh  at  vvliat  I  say, 
I  find  a  little  number  walks  with  me  in  the 

way, 
Come  on,   come  on,   my   brethren,    they 

laugh  at  Jesus  too. 
The  crown  appears  before  me,  and  Ileav'n 

is  in  niy  view,   &c 

7  We  soon  shall  gain  fair  Canaan,  and  on 

that  happy  shore, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  sorrow,   we'll  shout 

for  evermore; 
There    walk  the    golden    pavement,    and 

blood  wash'd  garments  wear, 
And  to  increase   our  pleasui-e,  our  Jesus 

will  be  there,   &.c. 

8  My  song  1  must  conclude,  tliough  it  ig 

against  my  will. 


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I  want  to  have  the  power,  to  sing  while  I 
can  feel —  -^ 

1  long"  to  see  the  time,  when  immortal  I 
shall  be, 

And  shout  and  shout  his  praises  through 
vast  Eternity! 

With  Glory  in  my  Soul. 

248.     P.  M. 

1  WHERP:  shall  true  believers  go. 

When  from  the  flesh  they  fly? 
Glorious  joys  ordained  to  know. 

They  mount  above  the  sky, 
To  that  brig-ht  celestial  place; 

There  they  sliall  in  raptures  live 
More  tlian  tongue  can  e'er  express, 

Or  heart  can  e'er  conceive. 

2  When  they  once  are  enter'd  there. 

Their  mourning  days  are  o'er. 
Pain,  and  sin,  and  want,  and  care, 

And  sighing  is  no  more; 
Subject  then  to  no  decay, 

Heavenly  bodies  they  put  on, 
Swifter  than  tlic  lii^iilning's  ray. 

And  brighter  thun  the  sun.  * 

3  But  their  greatest  liappiness. 

Their  highest  joy  shall  be 
God  their  Saviour  to  possess. 
To  know,  and  love,  and  see: 


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With  that  beatific  sight 

Glorious  ecstacy  is  giy'ri, 
This  is  their  supreme  delight. 

And  makes  a  heaven  of  heaven. 
Him  beholding  face  to  face. 

To  him  they  glory  give, 
Bless  his  name,  and  sing  his  praise, 

As  long  as  God  shall  livci 
While  eternal  ages  roll. 

Thus  employ'd  in  heaven  they  are: 
Lord,  receive  my  happy  soul 

With  all  thy  servants  there! 

249.     C.  M. 

WHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 

By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 

Which  pity  must  demand. 
While  pity  prompts  the  I'ising  sigh. 

Oh,  may  this  truth,  imprest 
With  awful  pow'r — ''I  too  must  die" — 

Sink  deep  in  ev'ry  breast. 
The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 

May  ev'ry  heart  obey; 
Nor  be  the  heav'nly  warning  vain, 

Whicli  calls  to  watch,  and  pray. 
Oh,  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly,  ^ 

Whose  powerful  arm  can  save; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 

And  triumpli  o'er  the  grave. 


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250.     L.   M. 
WHENE'ER  a  sinner  turns  to  God, 
With  contrite  heart  and  fiowinj^  eyes. 
The  happy  news  makes  ang-els  smile, 
And  tell  the  joy  above  the  skies. 
Well  may  the  church  below  rejoice, 
And  echo  back  the  heavenly  sound: 
This  soul  was  dead,  but  now's  alive, 
This  sheep  was  lost,  but  now  is  found. 
Glory  to  God  on  high  be  giv'n, 
For  his  unbounded  love  to  men? 
Let  saints  below,  and  saints  above. 
In  concert  join  their  loud.  Amen. 

i^51.     P.  M. 

WE  read  of  commotions  and  signs  in  the 

skies, 
The  sun  and  the  moon  shall  be  cloth'd  in 

disguise, 
And  when  you  shall  see  all  these  tokens 

appear. 
Then  hold  up  your  heads  your  redemp- 
tion draws  near. 
O  then  the  aich  angel  the  trumpet  shall 

sound, 
And  awake  all  the  saints  that  sleep  under 

ground,  [arise 

The  sound  of  tlie   trumpet  shall  bid  you 
To  meet  your  redemption  with  love  and 

surprise. 


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8  And  then  our  dear  Jesus  our  3oals  will  re- 
ceive, 

From  bonds  of  corruption  our  bodies  re- 
lieve; 

Then  we  shall  be  all  uncorrupted  and 
free, 

And  sing  of  redemption  wherever  we  be. 

4  Redeemed  from  sin  and  redeemed  from 

death 
Redeem'd  from   corruption — redeem'd 

from  the  earth, 
Redeem'd  from  perdition  redeem'd  from 

all  wo,  [g-o. 

We'll  sing  of  redemption  wherever  we 

5  Redeemed  from  pain  and  redeem'd  from 

distress, 
The  fruits  of  redemption  no  tongue  can 

express;  [love. 

Redemption  was     purchas'd  by   Jesus's 
We'll  sing  of  redemption  in  heav*n  above. 

252.     P.  iM. 

1  WE,  like  the  disciples,  are  toss'd  , 

By  storms  on  the  perilous  deep; 
But  cannot  be  possibly  lost. 

Whilst  Jesus  has  charge  of  the  ship; 
Tho'  billows  and  winds  are  enrag'd, 

And  threaten  lo  make  us  their  sport. 
This  pilot  his  word  has  engag'd 

To  bring  us  in  safety  to  port. 


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2  If  sometimes  we  strug-g-le  alone, 

And  he  be  withdrawn  from    our  view? 
It  makes  us  more  willing  to  own 

We  nothing"  without  him  can  do:  , 

Then  Satan  our  hopes  would  assail, 

But  Jesus  is  still  within  call; 
And  when  our  poor  efforts  quite  fail, 

He  comes  in  g'ood  time,  and  does  all. 

3  Yet  Lord,  we  are  ready  to  shrink 

Unless  we  thy  presence  perceive; 
O  save  us  (we  cry)  or  we  sink; 

We  would,  but  we  cannot  believe: 
The  nig"ht  has  been  long- and  severe, 

The  winds  and  tlie  seas  are  still  high: 
Dear  Saviour  this  moment  appear, 

And  say  to  our  souls,  ''Jt  is  I!" 

253.     P.  iM. 

1  WHAT  hast  thou  not  performed, 
Lord  to  retrieve  my  loss. 

While  I  was  so  deformed 

By  sin  and  earthly  dross i* 
The  sense  of  lost  salvation 

Quite  drove  me  to  despair, 
But  thine  own  incarnation 

Brought  my  redemption  near. 

2  I  lay  in  fetters  groaning. 
Thou  cam'st  to  set  me  free, 

My  sliame  Iwas  bemoaning; 
With  grace  thou  clothedst  me. 


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Thou  raisest  me  to  glory; 

Endow'st  me  with  thy  bliss, 
Which  is  not  transitory, 

As  worldly  treasure  is. 

3  What  caus'd  thy  incarnation? 
What  brought  thee  down  to  me? 

Thy  love  to  my  salvation 

Contriv'd  my  liberty. 
O  love  beyond  expression! 

(Wherewith  thou  dost  embrace 
Mankind  in  its  transgression) 

From  thee,  the  source  of  grace. 

4  Let  this  consideration 

Heal  up  youi'  wounds  within. 
Ye  sons  of  desolation, 

That  feel  the  smart  of  sin. 
Take  courage,  your  salvation 

Stands  waiting  at  the  door; 
The  gospel  consolation. 

Is  nearer  than  before. 

5  Be  not  cast  down  or  fright'ned 
At  sin,  tho'  ne'er  so  great; 

No:  Jesus  is  delighted 

The  greatest  to  remit. 
He  comes,  repenting  sinners 

With  life  and  love  to  crown; 
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And  make  them  happy  v  hmer&i 

Of  glory  hke  his  own. 
6  He  comes  to  pass  his  sentence 

On  all  his  enemies; 
But  children  of  repentance 

Shall  meet  with  love  and  peace; 
Come,  Prince  of  grace  and  wonder! 

Fretch  thy  beloved  home; 
Reveal  thy  glories  yonder, 

Thy  longing-  spouse  says,  come! 

"  -254.     P,  M. 

1  YOUTH,  like  the  spring-,  will  soon  bt 

gone, 
By  fleeting  time,  or  conq'ring  death; 
Yon  morning  sun  may  set  at  noon, 
And  leave  you  ever  in  the  dark: 
Your  sparkling  eyes  and  blo(iming  cheeks 
Must  wither  like  the  blasted  rose, 
The  coffin,  earth,  and  winding  sheet. 
Will  soon  your  active  limbs  enclose. 

2  Ye  heedless  ones  that  wildly  stroll, 
The  grave  must  soon  become  your  bed 

Where  silence  reigns,  and  vapours  roll, 
In  solemn  silence  round  your  head: 
Your  friends   may   pass   that  lonesom' 

place. 
And  with  a  sigh  move  slowly  on. 

Still  gazing  on  the  spires  of  grass, 
With  which  your  graves  are  overgrown 


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3  But  O!  the  soul  where  vengeance  reigns, 
It  sinks  with  groans  and  ceaseless  cries. 

It  rolls  amidst  the  burning  flames 

In  endless  wo  and  agonies: 
There  swallow'd  up  in  darkest  night, 

Where  devils  howl,  and  thunders  roar. 
To  rage  in  keen  despair  and  guilt,      [o'er, 

NVhen  thousand  thousand   years    are 

4  O!  fellow  youth,  tliis  is  the  state 

Of  all  who  do  free  grace  refuse. 
And  soon  with  you  ^twill  be  too  late. 

The  way  of  life  in  Christ  to  choose : 
Ck)me,  lay  your  canial  weapons  by. 

No  longer  fight  against  your  God; 
But  with  the  gospel  terms  comply. 

And  heaven  shall  be  yo  ir  great  re- 
ward. 

255.     S.  M. 

t  YE  happy  pilgrims  come! 
Your  drooping  spirits  raise; 
Our  Jesus  will  soon  take  us  home. 
To  sing  his  endless  praise. 

Hallelujah,  hal.  hal. 

2  O  happy,  happy  day, 

When  we  shall  meet  above: 
To  pass  eternity  away. 
In  singing  Jesus's  love. 

3  That  love  tm  earth  we  feel. 

Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad. 


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It  saves  us  from  a  present  heli, 
And  makes  us  meet  for  God. 

4  Love  makes  a  heaven  below, 

The  same  with  that  on  high : 
And  this  we  prove  while  on  we  go, 
To  meet  above  the  sky. 

5  Our  raptur'd  souls  shall  fly, 

Upborne  on  angels'  wings, 
To  live  enthron'd  above  the  sky. 
And  live  as  priests  and  kings. 

6  Our  lasting  home  is  there. 

Where  Jesus  shews  his  face; 
And  spreads  his  glories  every  where, 
Throughout  the  boundless  space. 

7  The  prize — behold  how  bright. 

It  glitters  through  the  sky! 
Haste  pilgi'ims,  haste,  and  run,  andfigi^! 

And  seize  the  crown  so  nigh. 

Hallelujah,  hal.  hah 
We  are  on  our  journey  home. 

256.     P.  M. 

1  YE  soldiers  of  Jesus  pray  stand  to  yc 

arms. 
Prepare  for  the  battle,  the  gospel  alarm 
The  trumpets  are  sounding,  come  soldi' 

and  see. 
The  standard  arid  colors  of  sweet  liberty 

2  Tho*  Satan's  black  trumpet  is  soundL 

so  near, 


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rake  courage  brave  soldiers,  his  armies  we 
dare: 

n  the  strength  of  King  Jesus  we  dare  him 
to  fight, 

iVe'll  put  his  black  armies  of  ahens  to 
flight. 

1  In  the  mount  of  Salvation,  in  Christs'  ar- 
mory, 

rhere's  swords,  shields,  and  breast-plates, 
and  helmets  for  thee; 

3  be  not  faint-hearted  tho'  he  roars  like  a 
flood, 

tle'U  not  stand  before  the  bright  armies  of 
God. 

1  To  battle,  to  battle,  the  trumpets  doth 
sound 

rhe  watchmen  are  crying  fair  Zion  around: 

rhe  signal  for  vict'ry!  hark!  hark!  from 
the  sky; 

Shout,  shout  ye  strong  armies,  the  watch- 
men all  cry. 

5  As  the  great  Goliah,  Ap  oily  on  shall  fall; 
With  the  sword  of  the  Spirit  we'll  conquer 

them  all; 
We'll  leave  no  opposers  alive  in  the  field, 
By  the  strength   of  Jehovah  we'll  force 

them  to  yield. 

6  Thro'  Jesus,  our  wisdom,  we'll  baffle  his 

rage,  [engage; 

My  heart  beata  for  conquest,  come  soldiers 


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The  trinnpets  are  sounding — the   armu 

appear, 
We'll  not  leave  one  standhig  from  front  to 

the  rear 

7  King"  Jesus  is  riding  the  white  horse  be-  '' 

fore, 
The  watchmen  close  after,the  trumpet  doth 

roar, 
Some  shouting,  some  singing,  salvation  they 

cry 
In  the  strength  of  Iving  Jesus  all  hell  we 

defy. 

8  Fair  Zion  is  shouting  to  her  conq'ring 

King, 
Salvation  to  Jesus,  the  armies  doth  sing; 
ApoUyon  we've  conquer'd  and  sunk  in  tlie 

flood:  [God? 

Who  can  withstand  the  bright  armies  of 

9  Behold  all  the  armies  are  now  marching 

home, 
God's  trumpet  is  sounding,  and  bids  them 

to  come. 
All  Zion's  fair  armies  together  doth  meet, 
And  lay  down  their  armour  at  Jesus'  feet. 

10  The  angelic  army  with  Zion  combines;  | 
In  robes  of  br-ght  glory  eternally  shines; 
All  shouting  and  singing  on  Canaan's  bright 

shore. 
Where  wars  and  commotions  can  reach 
tliem  no  more. 


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11  Cheer  up,  yc  dear  pilgrims,  the  time's 

drawinj^  nigh, 
Wlien  we  shall  meet  Jesus'  bright  hosts  in 

the  sky : 
Our  friends  :ind  relations  in  Jesus  so  dear. 
Both  preachers  and  people  shall  then  meet 

us  there. 

12  We'll  join  the  bright  harpers  in  anthems 

divine, 
Whose  crowns  witli  bright  diamonds  the 

sun  doth  outshine, 
To  the  praise  of  King  Jesus  we'll  tune  our 

harps  tlien, 
Salvation  and  glory  to  Jesus,  Amen. 

2.57.     C.  M. 

1  YE  saints,  assist  me  in  my  song- 

Let  all  your  passions  move; 
To  Jesus  all  the  notes  belong— 
I  sing  redeeming  love. 

2  Opposing  spirits  'gainst  his  cross. 

Their  force  united  prove; 
But  quit  the  field  with  mighty  loss, 
Crush'd  by  redeemihg  love. 

3  Around  the  circle  of  his  friends 

His  tender  passions  move; 
And  while  he  liv'd  his  constant  theme 
Was  still  redeeming  love. 

4  Gently  he  rais'd  his  sacred  hands, 

Before  liis  last  remove : 


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And  the  last  whispers  of  his  tongue, 
Sigh'd  forth  redeeming  love. 

5  Thro'  life's  wide  waste,  with  weary  feet. 

In  darkness  I  may  rove; 
But  never  can  my  heart  forget 
Redeeming,  dying  love. 

6  Oh,  that  before  his  sacred  throne, 

I  all  its  sv/eets  may  prove; 
Still  as  my  pleasures  rise,  my  song 
Shall  be  redeeming  love. 

258.      P.     M. 

1  YE  children  of  Zion,  who're  aiming  for 

glory, 
Enlisted  with  Jesus  to  fight  against  hell, 
New  Canaan's  bright  borders  are  now 

just  before  you, 
Though  Jordan's  proud  billows  its  banks 

overs  well. 
Ten  thousand  have  cross'd  it,  and  are  now 

in  glory, 
All  shouting  and  telling  the  triumphant 

story, 
And  Jesus,   our  Saviour,  will  bring  us  all 

over, 
In  the  land  of  sweet  Canaan  for  ever  to 

dwell. 

2  This  makes  my  heart  joyful,    it  fills  me 

with  pleasure,  [o'er; 

That  sufF'ring  and  toiling  will  one  day  be 


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At  the  feet  of  my  Saviour  Til  there  count 

my  treasure; 
Where  sin,  pain,  and  sorrow  can  reach  me 

no  more. 
Be  bold  and  courageous,  and  fear  not  the 

devil, 
Though  he  should  speak  of  you  all  manner 

of  evil, 
For  though  Satan  rages,  yet  Jesus  engages, 
To  bring  us   all  shouting  to   Canaan's 

briglit  shore. 

3  Like  sliips  on  the  ocean  we're  toss'd  by 

commotion, 

But  Christ  is  the  pilot,  and  he's  a  sure 
guide : 

If  sick  and  afflicted,  kind  love  has  a  lotion 

Which  flows  in  abundance  from  Jesus "s 
side. 

Though  Satan's  wild  whirlwinds  like  de- 
luges roaring, 

And  floods  of  temptation  as  hail  are  down 
pouring. 

Though  devils  should  haunt  you,  yet  let 
them  not  daunt  you, 

Fof  Jesus  rules  over 'the  wind  and  the  tide. 

4  His  love  so  constrains  me,  this  earth  can't 

contain  me, 
My  soul  is  so  joyful,  I'm  fill'd  with  new  wine, 
*ris  grace   that   supports   rne,   and  glory 

awaits  me. 


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While  beams    from    sweet   heaven    all 
round  me  cloth  shine. 
Brig-ht  ang-els  attend  me   where'er   I  am 


■i);n 


'o» 


Sweet   Jesus   (hrects    me,    whatever   I'm 
doing-; 

A  subject  of  wonder,    on  which    ang-els 
ponder, 
That  beg-g-iirs  arc  raised  to  a  life  so  di- 
vine. 

259.      P.  M. 

1  YE  son?  of  war  T  pray  draw  near, 
And  list  as  g-enerous  volunteers, 
Become  our  royal  brothers  here, 

I  mean  as  valiant  soldiers, 
You'll  enter  into  present  pay, 
And  feasting  live  from  day  to  day. 
Then  turn  about  and  march  away. 

And  Jesus  will  support  you. 

2  Ye  careless  sons  of  Adam's  race. 
Who  long-  have  trod  in  folly's  ways, 
O  turn  about  to  Zion's  face, 

And  meet  Appollyon's  forces; 
Gird  on  your  sword  and  glittering  shield, 
And  with  your  helmet  take  the  field. 
And  fight  your  way  and  never  yield, 

And  Jesus  will  support  you. 

3  The  bounty  you  shall  have  in  hand. 
If  you  will  list  in  Jesu's  band. 


Your  captain  in  the  front  will  stand 
And  beat  your  foes  before  you; 
Come  throw  your  rebel  weapons  down, 
And  seek  for  honour  and  renown. 
And  you  shall  wear  a  stiu-ry  crown. 
For  Jesus  will  support  you. 

4  Desert  the  cause  of  heaven's  foe. 
Before  you  plung-e  in  endless  wo, 
New  courag-e  take  to  Jesus  g-o, 

And  he  will  now  receive  you; 
From  sin  and  Satan  you'll  g-et  free. 
And  liappy  seasons  you  shall  see, 
And  g-ain  the  Christian's  liberty, 

For  Jesus  will  support  you. 

5  And  when  the  war  is  at  an  end, 
Our  Captain  still  will  be  our  friend, 
"We'll  wing  our  way  and  up  ascend 

To  reig"n  with  him  in  g-lory. 
Then  all  our  tears  be  wipd  away. 
Our  night  be  turn'd  to  endless  day. 
And  on  our  golden  harps  we'll  play. 

The  joyful  song  of  heaven. 

260.     P.   M. 

1  YE  jewels  of  my  master. 

Who  shine  with  heavenly  rays. 

Amidst  the  beams  of  gloiy 
Reflect  immortal  blaze. 

Ye  diamonds  of  beauty, 

With  pleasing  Uistre  crown'd, 


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of  heavenly  extraction, 

To  Zion's  city  bound. 
Ye  lambs  of  my  Redeemer, 

The  purchase  of  his  blood, 
Who  feed  among  the  lilies, 

Beside  the  purple  flood; 
Go  on,  ye  happy  pilgrims. 

Your  journey  still  pursue, 
And  at  an  humble  distance 

I'll  sing"  and  follow  too. 
Speak  often  to  each  other, 

To  cheer  the  fainting  mind, 
And  often  be  your  voices 

In  pure  devotion  join'd; 
Though  trials  may  await  you. 

The  crown  before  you  lies; 
Take  courage,  brother  pilgrims, 

And  soon  you'll  win  the  prize. 
Ye  shall  be  mine,  says  Jesus, 

In  that  auspicious  day, 
AVhen  I  make  up  my  jewels, 

Releas'd  from  cmnb'rous  clay. 
He'll  polish  and  refine  you 

From  worthless  dross  and  tin. 
And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom 

Will  bid  you  enter  in. 
On  that  important  morning. 

When  bursting  tliunders  sound. 
And  nimble  light'nings  waving, 

Shall  wing  the  gloom  profound, 


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Lift  up  your  heads  rejoicing", 

And  clap  your  joyful  hands^ 
Lo!  you're  redeem'd  for  ever 

From  death's  corrupted  bands. 
We'll  range  the  wide  dominion 

Of  our  Redeemer  round. 
And  in  dissolving-  raptures 

Be  lost  in  love  profound: 
While  all  the  fluming-  liarpers 

Begin  the  lasting  song, 
With  liallelujalis  rolling 

From  the  unnumber'd  throng. 

261.     C.  M. 

YE  weary,  heavy  laden  souls, 

Who  are  oppressed  sore, 
Ye  trav'llers  through  the  wnlderncss. 

To  Canaan's  peaceful  shore: 
Through  chilling  winds,  and  beating  rain. 

The  waters  deep  and  cold, 
And  enemies  surrounding  you, 

Take  courage  and  be  bold. 
Sometimes  like  mountains  to  the  sky, 

Black  Jordan's  billows  roar, 
Which  often  make  the  pilgrims  fear. 

They  never  will  get  o'er: 
But  let  us  gain  mount  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  vernal  plain. 
To  fright  our  souls  may  Jordan  roar, 

And  hell  may  rage  in  vain. 


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3  0,  what  a  g-lorious  sight  appears, 

To  my  believing  eyes; 
Methinks  I  see  Jerusalem, 

A  city  in  the  skies : 
Bright  angels  whisp'ring  me  away, 

"O  come,  my  brother,  come," 
And  I  am  willing  to  be  gone 

To  my  eternal  home. 

4  Farewell,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 

Who  are  to  Canaan  bound: 
And  should  we  never  meet  again 

Till  the  jubilee  trump  shall  sound, 
I  hope  that  I  shall  meet  you  there, 

On  that  delightful  shore; 
In  oceans  of  eternal  bliss. 

Where  partmg  is  no  more. 

26^2.     P.   M. 

1  YES,  O  Christ,  from  every  creature, 

Praise  shall  to  thy  name  be  giv'n; 
"Worthy  thou  of  more  and  greater. 

King  of  saints,  and  King  of  heav'n! 

Kindling  transports 
Swell  our  hearts  and  tune  our  tongues. 

2  Tho'  our  Lord  is  taken  from  us, 

Present  but  in  spirit  now, 
This  Ills  faithful  word  of  promise 

Made,  while  sojourning  below; 

"Where  I  enter, 
*'Tliither  shall  my  servants  come. 


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3  Him  we  praise  for  his  ascension. 

Conqueror  of  sin  and  death; 
Gone  up  to  prepare  a  mansion 

For  his  ransom'd  flock  beneath; 

They  shall  quickly 
Reig-n  with  him  in  glory  tliere. 

4  There  already  is  our  treasure, 

There  our  heart,  our  hope,  our  crown; 
Thence  on  sublunary  pleasure. 

We,  with  holy  scorn,  look  down, 

Earth  hath  nothing- 
Worth  a  moment's  transient  thought. 

5  We  shall  soon  in  bliss  adore  thee. 

Gain  the  realms  of  endless  day; 
Soon  be  gather'd  home  to  glory, 

All  our  tears  be  wip'd  away; 

There,  for  evei". 
Sing  the  Lamb's  new  song  of  love. 

263.      P.  M. 

1  YE  angels,  who  stand  round  the  tlironC;, 

And  view  my  Immanuel's  face, 
In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known ; 

Tune,  tune  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise  ; 
He  form'd  you  the  spirits  you  are. 

So  happy,  so  noble,  so  good; 
When  otliers  sunk  down  in  despair, 

Confirm'd  by  his  power,  ye  stood. 

2  Ye  saints,  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 

And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, 


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His  grace  and  Iiis  glory  display, 
And  all  his  rich  mercy  repeat. 

He  snatch'd  you  from  hell  and  the  grave- 
He  ransom'd  from  death  and  despair: 

For  you  he  was  mighty  to  save, 
Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 

3  Oh,  when  will  the  period  appear, 

When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song? 
I'm  weary  of  lingering  here. 

And  I  to  your  Saviour  belong! 
I'm  fettey'd  and  chain'd  up  in  clay; 

I  struggle  and  pant  to  be  free; 
I  long  to  be  soaring  away, 

My  God  and  my  Saviour  to  see! 

4  I  want  to  put  on  my  attire, 

Wash'd  w  hite  in  the  blood  of  theLamb; 
I  want  to  be  one  of  your  choir, 

And  tune  my  sweet  harp  to  his  name; 
I  want — Oh,  1  want  to  be  there, 

Wliere  sorrow  and  sin  bid  adieu — 
Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share — 

To  wonder,  and  worship  with  you! 

264.     L.  M. 

1  YE  saints  of  Jesus  courage  take, 
Having  enlisted,  ne'er  look  back, 
We're  sure  to  find  the  Lord  at  hand, 
While  marching  to  the  promis'd  land. 
This  is  the  way  to  heaven,  hallelujah^  &c. 


289 

2  We're  trav'Uing  throug-h  the  wilderncBs, 
And  bound  for  everlasting  bliss; 

By  faith  in  God  we  firm  can  stand, 
And  march  away  to  the  promis'd  land. 

3  While  on  our  journey  here  below. 
We  look  beyond  this  vale.of  wo, 

And  pray  and  wait  till  Christ  shall  send. 
To  take  us  to  the  ])romis'd  land. 

4  Tho'  storms  may  rise,  and  thunders  roll, 
Convulse  the  c^lobc  from  pole  to  pole, 
Undaunted  still  our  souls  shrdl  stand, 
For  soon  we'll  reacli  the  promis'd  land. 

5  Our  fellow  pilgVims  there  shall  meet, 
And  brethren  shall  each  other  greet, 
Admiring  angels  round  us  stand, 

And  welcome  home  to  the  promis'd  land, 

6  All  tears  shall  then  be  wip'd  away 
For  there's  no  soitow  night  nor  day, 
But  all  unite  to  adore  the  hand. 

That  brought  us  safe  to  the  promis'dland. 

ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 

265.      C.  M. 
1   AS  Jacob  did  in  days  of  old, 
So  will  my  soul  do  now^ 
"W'restle,  and  on  my  Jesus  hold, 
Nor  will  I  let  him  go. 
19 


290 

2  1  come  encourag-'dby  thy  woid, 

Tliat  mercy  thou  wilt  show; 
Except  thou  bkss  me  blessed  Lord, 
I  will  not  let  thve  g-o. 

3  I  come  to  ask  forg-ivcnessfree, 

'I'lio'  1  have  been  ihy  foo? 
Except  thou  g-rant  it,  Lord  to  me, 
1  will  ;iOt  let  tliee  ,q-o. 

4  I  come  to  open  all  my  wounds, 

My  sorrows  and  my  wo; 
Except  thy  healing-  grace  abounds, 
I  will  not  let  thee  g-o. 

5  I  come  to  tell  thee  all  my  fears, 

And  conflicts  here  below; 
Except  thy  mercy.  Lord,  appears, 
I  will  notlet  thet^  g'O. 

6  I  to  come  ask  for  all  thy  love. 

And  all  thou  canst  bestow: 
Except  these  blessings,  Lord  I  prove, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

266.     C.   M. 

1  At  Jacob's  well  a  stranger  sought, 

His  drooping  frame  to  cheer: 

Samaria's  daiiglitcr  little  thought 

That  Jacob's  God  was  thepe. 

2  This  had  she  known,  her  fiintingm'nd. 

For  richer  draughts  had  sigh'd! 
Nor  had  Messiah,  ever  kind. 
Those  richer  draught*  deni'd* 


291 

3  This  ancient  well,  no  glass  so  true. 

Our  nature's  imag-e  shows; 
Here  Christ  presents  himself  to  view. 
But  who  the  strnnf^-er  knows? 

4  Yet  sinners  must  the  Saviour  knovr,'^ 

Or  soon  their  loss  deplore; 
Come  see  the  living-  waters  flow, 
Come,  drink,  and  thirst  no  piore. 

26r.    C.    M. 

1  DO  any  ask  tlie  reason  why 

We  liere  tog^ether  meet? 
To  s\ich  inquii'ies  we  reply. 
To  bow  at  Jesus  feet. 

2  Do  you  of  us  ai^ain  demand, 

V\  hy  we  tug-t-tlicr  come? 
We're  travellaig-  to  a  distant  land, 
P'or  this  is  not  our  home. 

3  Do  you  ag-ain  demand  of  us, 

Our  native  town  and  place? 
It*s  cali'd  Spiritual  Wickedness, — 
Whence  we  are  snatcii'd  by  grace. 

4  If  still  the  natives  blind  rem.ain^ 

And  don't  tlie  reason  know — 
From  Egypt,  we  reply  again. 

And  unto  Canaan  go. 
Ask  then  no  more,  unless  you  mean. 

Travelling  with  us  to  go, 
And  own  and  feel  yourselves  unclean, 

Resolv'dour  Christ  to  know. 


292 

6  If  so,  we  glacUy  you  receive, 

Into  our  compuiiy .  ' ,    .-  ^„^ 

Come  sinners,  come,  repent,  believe, 
And  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

7  But  if  you  will  not  with  us  go, 

Don't  ev'ly  us  intreat; 
Your  land  we're  only  tvav'Umg  thro  , 
Our  Saviour  God,  to  meet. 
•         268.     C.    M. 

1  GREAT  source  from  whom  all  bles.ng. 

To  thee  for  help  Ulee;  jnovv 

In  all  my  complicated  wo, 

0  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  When  with  a  broken,  contrite  heart, 

Ihft  mine  eyes  to  thee. 
Thy  name  proclaim— thyself  impart, 
In  love  remember  me. 

3  If  L  for  thy  dear  sacred  name, 

Reproach'd  and  slander'd  be; 
I'll  glory  in  reproach  and  shame, 
If  thou  remember  me.       ^  ,      . 

4  And  when  1  tread  the  vale  of  death. 

And  bow  at  thy  decree. 
Saviour,  with- my  last  tault'nng  breath 
I'll  cry — Remember  me. 
260.     P.  M. 

Original,  by  T.  J.  Messierc.  of  England. 

1  JESUS  give  me  when  I  die, 
Much  of  tliy  consoling  power, 


293 

Let  me  up  to  glory  fly, 
Welcome  the  appointed  hour, 
WhicH  shall  all  my  sorrows  chase, 
Give  in  heaven  my  soul  a  place. 

2  Help  me  Lord  to  lose  my  hold 

Of  the  things  whicl)  keep  me  here} 
Muke  my  contrite  spirit  bold 
Chase  away  distressing  fear! 

So  shall  I  with  transport  rise, 

Taste  the  bliss  of  Paradise. 

3  When  my  Spirit  is  releas'd, 
Let  me  find  my  home  in  thee, 
Where  my  joy  shall  be  increas'd. 
Where  I  shall  my  Jesus  see — 

Lost  in  ecstacy  and  love, 

Sing  his  matchless  grace  above. 

4  Why  should  earth  my  spirit  bind. 
When  such  prospects  are  reveal'd? 
Let  me  rest  in  Jesus  find. 

Let  me  be  by  Jesas  seal'd, 
Find  at  last  thro'  Jesus'  btood. 
All  my  happiness  in  God. 
270.      8,  7,  4. 

1  LISTEN  to  the  awful  story, 

See  the  great  white  throne  appear! 
View  the  Saviour  in  his  glory. 
On  a  cloud  advancing  near? 

Give  attention ! 
Kow  the  great  Archangel  near! 


294 

2  See  the  flaming-  hosts  descending-. 

Banners  wavinj^  thro'  the  skies! 
All  Jeliovali's  will  attending- 
Hcaven  and  earth  befoi-e  him  flies? 
While  tlic  trumpet 

Calls  aloud,  Ye  dead,  arise. 

3  Now  behold,  the  rocks  are  rending^! 

All  the  g-raves  are  open'd  wide; 
Kings  and  conquerors  lamenting, 
How  they  liv'd  in  pomp  and  pride: 

Rocks  and  mountains 
All  refuse  their  guilt  to  hide. 

£ri.    C.  M. 

1  MY  cheerful  soul  now  all  the  day- 

Sits  waiting  here,  and  sings; 
Looks  throug-h  t!ie  ruins  of  her  clay, 
And  practices  her  wings. 

2  Faith  almost  changes  into  sight. 

While  from  afur  she  spies 
Her  fair  inlieritance  in  sight 
Above  the  starry  skies 

3  Had  but  the  prison  walls  been  strong 

And  firm  without  a  flaw, 
In  darkness  she  had  dwelt  too  long. 
And  less  of  glory  saw. 

4  But  now  the  everlasting  hills 

Through  every  chink  appears 
And  something  of  the  joy  she  feels 
While  she's  a  prisoner  here. 


295 

The  rays  of  heav'n  rush  sweetly  in 

At  ail  the  g-^ping"  flaws: 
Visions  of  endless  bliss  are  seen. 

And  native  air  she  draws. 
272.     CM. 
O  LOPcD,  I  woiild  delight  in  the©, 

And  on  tiiy  care  depend; 
To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 

My  best,  my  only  Friend. 
Vv'hen  all  created  streams  are  dri'd. 

Thy  fulness  is  the  same; 
May  I  with  this  be  satisfi'd, 

And  glory  in  thy  name, 
i  0  that  I  had  a  stronger  flxith, 

To  look  within  the  veil, 
To  credit  what  my  Saviour  saith, 

Whose  word  can  never  fail  ! 

273.     8,-  7. 
L  ROUSI'%  my  soul,  from  deadly  slumber, 
'Ihat  I  nv\y  my  Saviour  please: 
Teach  me  wi'sdom,  Lord,  to  number 
All  the  remnant  of  my  days. 
2  Few  they  are,  and  swiftly  flying, 
I  am  posting  to  the  grave; 
Gracious  God,  behold  me  dying, 
And  from  death  eternal  save. 
g  Then  to  everlasting  glory 

Let  my  soul  trivmiphant  rise, 


296 

Where  the  angels  all  adore  thee, 
In  the  palace  of  the  skies. 

4  Let  me  join  the  heav'nly  choir, 
Who  in  harmony  unite; 
Glowing"  with  seraphic  fire 

Round  the  throne  of  endless  night. 

274. 

1  THE  Lord  descended  from  above, 

Our  loss  of  Eden  to  retrieve: 
Great  God  of  universal  love, 

If  all  the  world  in  thee  may  live. 
In  me  a  quick'ning  spirit  be, 
And  witness  thou  lias  di'd  for  me. 

2  Thou  loving,  ("ll-atoning  Lamb, 
By  all  thy  pain  and  agony, 

Thy  bloody  sweat,  thy  g^-ief  and  shame. 

Thy  cross  and  passion  on  the  tree. 
Thy  meritorious  death,  I  pray. 
Take  all,  take  all  my  sins  away. 

3  I'll  be  like  Mary  at  thy  feet, 

And  humbly  bathe  tliein  with  my  tears; 
The  hist'ry  of  thy  love  repeat 

In  ev'ry  droopinj;  siimer's  ears: 
That  all  may  hear  the  joyful  sound, 
That  I,  ev'n  I,  have  mercy  found. 


297 
275.     P.     M. 

Original,  by  tho  Wesley  Protestant  Methodist,  of 
Leeds,  of  Kiigland,  1829- 

1  "WHEN  by  sin  overwhelm'd,  shame  co- 

vers our  face, 

We  look  unto  Jesus,  who  saves  us  by  grace 

AVe  call  on  his  name,  from  tliegulf  of  des- 
pair, 

And  he  plucks  us  from  hell,  in  answer  to 
prayer; 

Prayer,  sweet  prayer, 

Be  it  ever  so  feeble,  there's  nothing  like 
prayer. 

2  When  trials  afflict  us,  and  sorrows  o'er- 

flow, 
When  patience  is  weary,  or  sunk  into  wo, 
If  to  him  we  look,  on  him  cast  our  care. 
We  find  certain  relief,  in  answer  to  prayer: 

J'rayer,  sweet  prayer, 
In  all  our  distresses,  there's  nothing  like 

prayer. 

3  When  God  we  approach,  through  the 

Son  of  his  love, 
Both  his  mercy  and  truth,  we  know  we  shall 

prove: 
For  our  comfort  and  peace,  his  arm  is  made 

bare. 
And  his  grace  we  receive,   in  answer  to 

prayer: 


298 

Prayer,  sweet  prayer, 
Be  it  ever  so  humble,  there's  nothing*  like 
prayer. 

4  Holy   Spirit  of  truth, — 'lis  thine  lo  In- 

spire, 

The  faith  that  enkindles  the  spark  of  de- 
sire! 

Which  cleanses  the  heart,  and  pcrPumes  all 
the  air. 

With  the  odour  of  incense,  ascending  from 
pr.;yer: 

Prayer,  sweet  p.^\^•er, 

In  all  acts  of  devotion,  thcri/'s  nothing  like 
prayer! 

5  When  sickness  assails,  and  to  death  we 

draw  near. 
We'll  face  the  grim  monster,   divested  of 

fear, 
In  Jesus's  love,  we  sh:^!!  have  a  full  share. 
While  the  flame  is  kept  bright  in  answer 

to  prayer; 

Prayer,  sweet  prayer, 
Both  in  life  and  in  death  there's   nothing 

like  pra}er! 

276.     C.     M. 

1  ZION,  the  city  of  our  God, 
How  glorious  is  the  place; 
The  Saviour  there  has  his  abode, 
And  Christians  see  his  face. 


299 

2  Firm  against  ev'i-y  adverse. shock 

Its  mig-hty  bulwarks  prove; 
*Tis  built  upon  the  llvinp:  rock, 
And  wall'd  around  witli  love. 

3  There  all  the  fruits  of  g-lory  g-rovv, 

And  joys  that  never  die; 
And  streams  of  grace  and   knowledge 
The  soul  to  satisfy.  [flow, 

4  Come  set  your  faces  Zion-ward, 

The  sacred  road  inquire; 
And  let  a  union  to  tiie  Lord 
Be  henceforth  your  desire. 

5  The  pfospel  shines  to  give  you  light. 

No  longer  th»'n  delay; 
The  Spirit  »vaits  to  guide  you  right. 
And  Jesus  is  the  way. 

6  O  Lord,  regard  tliy  people's  prayer, 

'I'hy  promise  no  a'  fulfil; 
And  young  and  old  by  grace  prepare 
To  dwell  on  Zlon's'hdl. 


USUAL  CH0RUSSE3. 

And  you'll  sing  hallelujah, 
And  I'll  sinc^  hallelujah, 
And  we'll  all  sinj^  h:dhlujah, 
"NVlien  we  ariive  at  liome. 
And  I'll  sinj^  hallelujah, 

And  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
And  I'll  sing  hallelujah, 

Here's  glory  beaming  thro'  tlie  sky. 
Boundless  mercy,  all  who  come-* 
He  will  receive. 
But  Jesus,  Jesus,  is  my  friend,  O  hallelujah, 
Hallelujah,  Jesus,  Jesus,  is  my  friend. 
Come,  let  us  join  om-  hearts  and  hands, 

All  in  one  "band  completely, 
We're  marching  tlu'ough  Immanuel'sland, 

Where  the  waters  flow  so  sweetly. 
Don't  you  hear  the  archangels  singing, 
Hallelujah,  Hallelujah, 

Earth  hath  notliing. 
Worth  a  moment's  thought 

Trumpets  cull  thee, 
Come  to  hear  thy  sorrowful  doom. 
Farewell,  fiu-ewell,  farewell, 
My  loving  friends,  farewell. 
Fight  on,  fight  on. 
The  crown  will  soon  be  gpven. 


301 

Glorj-  be  to  the  new-born  King. 
Praise  him,  praise  him, 
Glory  hallehijah. 

Glory,  honour  anfl  salvation, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  come  to  reign. 

liallelujah,  we  are  on  our  way  above. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb 

Who  hatli  purciKis'd  our  paidon, 
"We'll  praise  liim  again, 

M  hen  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

He  who  bought  our  souls  with  blood. 
Soon  will  bring  us  home  to  God. 

Ho,  every  one  tliat  thirsts, 
Come  ye  to  the  waters, 
Freely  drink  and  quench  your  thirst, 

Zion's  sons  and  daughters. 
1  am  happy  here,  and  I  shall  be  there, 
I'm  happy  on  my  journey  home. 
I'm  bound  for  the  kingdom, 
Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me? 
Hallelujah,  hallelujah. 
I  own  I'm  base,  I  own  I'm  vile. 
But  mercy's  all  my  plea. 
Remember  Loi-d,  thy  dying  groans, 

And  then  remember  me. 
Lord  receive  us,  Lord  receive  us, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 


302 

Join  u»  Christians!  Join  us  Christians, 
j'oin  to  praise  our  new-born  King-. 
O  glory,  glory,  hallelujah. 
Glory  be  to  God  that  rules  on  lugh. 
O  be  entreated  now  to  stop. 

For  unless  you  warning  take, 
Ere  you  are  aware,  you'll  drop 

Into  the  burning  lake. 

O  help  me  to  praise  my  loving  Saviour; 
Now  for  what  he  has  done  for  me. 
Glory,  honour  and  salvation, 
Christ  the  Lord  is  come  to  reign. 
O  Hallelujah,   Hallelujah, 
We  are  on  our  journey  home. 
O,  sweet  Heaven,  how  1  long  t(J  be  com- 
plete. 

O,  sister,  are  you  happy? 

I'm  happy  in  the  Lord. 

Oh,  how  precious  is  the  soimd 
Of  Jesus'  Name. 

O,  who's  like  Jesus,  hallelujah, 

Praise  ye  the  Lord, 

There's  none  like  Jesus, 

Love  and  serve  the  Lord. 
O,  the  grace  to  sinners  given! 
Peace  on  earth,  and  crowns  in  heaven. 
O  the  Lamb,  the  loving  Lamb,  the  Lamb, 

of  Calvary, 


303 

The  Lamb  that  was  slain  Rnd  liveth  again« 
To  intercede  for  me. 

O,  give  him  glory,  O  give  him  glory, 
O^  give  him  gloiy,  for  glory  is  his  own, 
1  will  give  him  glory,  1  will  give  him  glory, 
I  will  give  him  gloi}',  fur  glory  is  his  own. 

Palms  of  A^ctory, 

Crov.'ns  of  glory  Christ  bestows. 
Sing  glory,  glory,  glory  hallelujah, 
"We'll  shovit  when  we  meet  him  in  the  air, 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah. 
Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing. 

Sing  glory,  honour  to  the  Lord, 

Salvation  to  our  King, 
All  who  are  washed  in  .lesus'  blood, 

His  glorious  jjraists  sing. 

There's  glory,  glory,  in  my  soul. 

It  came  from  Heaven  above, 
"NVhich  makes  me  praise  my  Lord  so  loud, 
And  all  his  ch.ldrfn  lo\  e. 
We  his  soldiers  sure  shall  be, 

Happy  in  eternii}^ 
Yes,  in  Heaven  we  soon  shall  be. 
Praising  God  eternally. 


FLNTS. 


INDEX    TO  SUBJECTS. 

AUTUMN,  an  emblem  of  man,  112 
Aslmmecl  of  Jesus  (not)  138 
BELIEVER,  tnislin^  in  Chrst,  25,95,125 
grieving-  and  fearful,  51 
burdened  and  tempted,  52 
rejoicing,   152,  157,  167,  57^ 
58,64,  67,  99,  245,  248 
suffers  in  hope  of  Heaven,65, 

68,  245 
humbled  ingratitude,  76,151 
heart  entirely  surrendered,78 
rejoicing,  105,  122,  164,  169, 

295 
longingforHome,  133,  293 
praising  the  Redeemer,  149 
interceding  for  strength,  15l 
lan:4-uishing  for  Jesns,  159 
fellowship  with  God,  160 
descripf'on  of  Christ,  164 
In  prospect  of  HcAven,  176, 

178 
choice  of  the  Saviour,  177 
grace  equal  to  his  day,  192 
subject  to  affliction,  &c.  249 
jewels  of  Jesus,  283 


iirnRx  TO  srBJEcTS. 

CHRISTIAN  soldier,   lOr,  117,    162,  17. 
23,  27,  211,  233,  276, 
280,  282 
feasting-  and  happv,  28,  238, 

253,  255 
with  g-lory  in  view,  50 
telling-  what  the  Saviour  hath 

done,  43 
convert,  182 
not  to  be  hindered,  124 
on  the  road  to  Canaan,  128 
pilgrim,  153,130,285,288,291 
manner,  136,  184,  214,  232, 

271,280,  300 
seeking-  Immanuel's  ground, 

179, 186 
reg-retting-his  follies,  183 
suffering-  adversity,  185 
man  of  God,  213 
tolls  in  hope  of  Heaven,  227 
heirs  of  crowns  unknown,251 
Jhristians  raptured  vision,  29 

souls  knit  in  union,  190 
parting  in  love,  178,  32,  80,  81, 

85,86,  187 
union  with  Christ,  48 
troubles  make  tiiem  richer  in 

Heaven,  47,  226,  266 
Narrative,  61 
pilgTim  fighting,  63 
20 


INDEX  TO  SUBJECT*- 


Christianas  death  happy,  110 

happy  in  Heaven,  111,  ^ott 
Christmas  hymn,  98, 173,  84 
Children  of  grace  happy,  108 
Christ  betrayed,  crucified,  2 17 
Christ's  love  beyond  expression,  27  z 
praised  by  every  creature,  ^a/- 
incarnation,  297 
Church,  one  family  in  earth  and  Heaven, 
35,60 
rejoicing  in  converts,  270 
Cry  from  the  tombs,  104 
DANIEL'S  Wisdom,  73 
Depth  of  mercy,  74 
Dekth  of  Christ,  97, 13  ,  253,  2o6   259 
Death,  Resurrection  and  glory,  l^u 
EVENING  Hymns,  132,  133       _ 
FAITH  and  Prayer  sink  mountams,  W 
Friendship,  Christian,  221,  222 
Funeral  Hymns,  244,  261,  269 
GRACE  will  lead  us  home,  9 

fountain  free,  220 
GOSPEL  trumpet  and  Judgment,  U 

Jubilee  sounding,  95 
Good  old  way,  145 
HOME  sweet  in  "^^ven   100,  6 
Heaven  in  prospect  16, 72, 195,  2U5,  .u^ 
224,231,261,275,295 
recompenseB  the  e^le,  20 


INDEX  TO  SUBJECTS. 


Heaven  propitious  to  the  mourning^  penir 
a  holy  city,  228  [tent,  70 

longed  for,  U58,  287,  299 
Heavenly  manna  prayed  for,  30 
Hearts  of  stone  called  to  relent,  114 
Holy  Spirit  promised,    134 
Hours  tedious  without  Christ,   103 
JESUS  crowned  Lord  of  all,  5 

praised  for  redemption,  10,  279 
calls  the  wanderers  home,  55 
name  sweet  to  the  believer,  88, 240 
the  soul's  physician,  89 
our  hiding  place,  94 
sinks  the  believer's  fears,  140 
the  balm  of  Gilead  227 
does  all  things  well,   155 
the  Christians  all,  146 
says  'tis  1,  be  not  afraid,  21 
Jesus'  love  unchanging,  91 -wondrous,  259" 
name  charming,  139 
blood  a  fountain,   121 
Judgment  Day,  75,  143,  144,  223,  243,  294 
Jub.lee  song  loud  as  thunder,  113 
Jerusalem  longed  for,  137 
LIFE'S  span  soon  done,  148 
Lord  (The)  will  provide,  236 
Lord's  (The)  promise  plead,  238 
Lord  (The)  comes  to  his  garden,  240 
MOURNERS  doubts  and  darkness  fled, 
rejoicing,  59  [33,  197 


INDEX  TO  SUBJECTS- 
MOURNERS  praying  for  fnith,   79  j 
desiring  pardon,  1d8 
at  the  Judgment,  175 
Miracle  of  grace,  108  * 
Morning  Hymn,  72,  155,  157 
Missionary's  farewell,  141 
Mary  at  her  Saviour's  tomb,  149 
PRODIGAL'S  Repentance,  14,  211 
Penitent  pleading,  8,  18,  87, 146, 194,292, 
294,  299,  296 
owning  Christ  conqueror,  19 
viewing  the  Saviour  bleeding  263 
beggar,  67,  147 
reproaching  himself,  183 
Penitent's  confessions,  22 

anxious  dovihts,  24,  153 
experience,  1 19. 
going  to  Jesus,  124 
invited  to  Jesus,  146 
soul  at  Jesus'  feet,  180 
Praise  to  the  Saviour,  192,  142 
Praising  at  the  Judgment,  176 
Paul  preserved  from  shipwreck,  135 
Prayer,  the  soul's  desire,  193 — sweet,  297 
pilgrim  (The  Femule)  254 
REVIVAL,  115,  188,  55 

prayed  for,  127 
Redemption,  the  believer's  song,  116,270 
Retirement  and  devotion,  117 
Rock  of  thy  salvation,  126 


INDET  TO  SUBJECTS. 

Resurrection  clay  illustrious,  243 
Rig-liteous,  well  with  them,  264 
SINNER  must  be  born  ag-ain,  11 

in\  iled  to  the  gospel  feast,  33,247 
heavy  laden,  invited  to  Jesus, 

34,  56 
poor  and  needy,  invited  to  Christ, 

~  46,  181 
arrested  from  Calvary,  107 
expostulated  with,  158, 172,201, 

208 
admonished    of  the   judgment, 
191,  199,200,202 
Sinner^^eath  without  liope,  265 
Saviour  dying-  on  Calvary,  204 

ricliest  source  of  pleasure,  209 
Samaria's  daughter,  290 
TlMli  present  only  ours,  27 

short  to  all,  235 
WEARY  travellers  to  Canaan,  37 

Pilgrim's  consolation,  53 
Wrestling  Jacob,  45,289 
Wheat  antlTares,  212,  230 
YOU  ra  must  die,  196,  274,  269 

urged  to  piety,  257 
Year  Jubilee,  .2f)2 

ZION  encouraged,  170 — glorious,  224 
tne  city  of  God,  298. 


INDEX  TO  FIRST  LINES. 


The  Index  to  the  First  Lines  will  not  in  every  in- 
stance, correspond  with  the  index  to  the  same  Hymns 
in  other  books, — Soaie  Hymns,  &c.  have  been  cur- 
tailed, where  it  could  be  done  as  a  real  improvement. 

I A  few  more  days  on  earth,  16 

Afflictions  though  they  seem, 
Ah,  what  can  I  a  sinner  do, 
Alas  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus  name, 
Almig-hty  love  inspire, 
Amazing"  grace  how  sweet. 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross. 
An  alien  from  God  and  a. 
And  can  I  yet  delay, 
And  are  our  joys  so  quickly, 
And  let  this  feeble  body. 
And  am  I  born  to  die, 
Approach  my  soul  the  mercy, 
Arise  and  shine,  O  Zion  fair, 
A  soldier  thou  hast  made 
At  every  moment  of  our, 
Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful, 
As  Jacob  did  in  days. 
At  Jacob's  well  a 
BEGONE  unbelief,  my  Saviour, 
Behold  the  tears  that  mourners. 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds, 
Bright  scenes  of  glory. 
Brethren  we  have  met  to, 
Brother  soldier,  still  fight  on, 
Burst  ye  emerald  gates, 


311 

CAST  thy  burden  on  the  Lord,  52 

Christ  is  set  on  Zion's  hill,  40 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King,  58 

Come  all  ye  weary  travellers,  36 

Come  hither  all  ye  weary,  34 

Come  brethren  and  sisters,  60 

Come  all  ye  wandering  pilgrims,  62 

Come  and  taste  along-  with  me,  38 

Come  brethren  dear,  who  know,  47 
Come  und  taste  along-  with  me,  the  weary,  52 

Come  humble  souls  ye  mourners,  59 

Come  let  us  join  our  friends,  60 

Come  let  us  join  our  friends,  35 

Come  my  soul  and  let  us  ti-y,  51 

Come  O  thou  tiavellev  unknown,  45 

Come  on  my  partners,  65 

Come  on  my  brethren,  50 

Come  saints  and  siimers  hear,  48 

Come  souls  that  long  for  Jesus,  43 

Come  poor  sinners  seek,  56 

Come  sinners  to  the  gospel  feast,  33 

Come  thou  fount  of  every  blessing,  64 

Come  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  and  let  57 

Come  ye  weary  sinners  5S 

Come  ye  sinners  poor  and  needy,  46 

Come  ye  happy  race  42 

Come  ye  that  love  the  Lord  indeed,  41 

Convinced  of  sin,  now  men  54 

DANIEL'S  wisdom  may  I  know,  73 

Dark  and  thorny  is  the  desert,  68 

Day  of  judgment,  day  of  7^ 


312 

Dear  Jesus  licie  comes 
Death  shall  not  destroy  my 
Delight  and  softest  sympathy, 
Depth  of  mercy  can  there  be 
Do  any  ask  the  reason 
Dont  you  see  my  Jesus  coming-. 
Drooping-  souls  no  longer 
ENCOMPASSED  with  clouds  of 
FAREWELL,  dear  friends,  I  must  be 
Farewell  my  dear  brethren,  the 
Farewell  my  dear  brethren,  1  bid 
Father  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee, 
Fervent  persevering  prayer 
Fix  my  heart  and  eyes 
From  the  regions  of  love,  lo! 
From  whence  does  this  union 
GRACIOUS  Lord  incline  thine 
Great  God  preserved  by 
Great  source  from  whom 
HAIL  my  ever  blessed  Jesus, 
Hail  ye  sighing  sons  of  sorrow. 
Hail  sovereign  love  that 
Hail  thou  blest  morn  when 
Hark!  from  the  tombs  a 
Hark!  how  from  Sinai's  mount 
Hark!  the  sound  of  Jubilee, 
Hark!  the  Jubilee  is  sounding, 
Hark!  listen  to  the  trumpeters, 
Hark!  my  soul  it  is  the 
Hark!  the  voice  of  love  and 
Pappy  soul  thy  days  are  ended 


313 

Henrts  of  stone,  relent,  relent,  114 

High  in  yonder  realms  111 
How  happy  every  child  of  grace,  the      91 

How  firm  a  foundation  55 

How  happy,  Iiow  h)\  inj,  how  99 

How  lobt  V.  as  my  coiulUion,  89 

How  happy  are  they  105 

How  sweet  the  name  of  88 

How  sad  are  the  moments  100 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  103 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace,  108 

How  mucli  the  hearts  of  tlu)se  11-5 

]F  life's  pleasures  charm  ihee  1^6 

If  Paul  in  Caesar's  court  must  135 

I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep,  132 

I  long-  to  see  the  season  come,  V27 

1  love  thee,  I  love  tiiee  my  116 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away,  J  \7 

I  love  my  blessed  Saviour,  122 

I'll  g-o  to  Jesus,  tlioug-h  my  sins  124 

I'll  sing-  my  Saviour's  g-race,  130 

I  love  the  windows  of  thy  g'race,  133 

I'm  ou  the  road  to  Canaan,  12S 

I'm  g-lad  that  [  am  born  to  die,  120 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight,  ll8 

In  every  trouble  .sharp  and  strong",  r^5 

In  the  house  of  King  David  12l 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways,  124 

Infinite  gi'ief,  amazing  wo,  131 

Indulgent  Father  by  whose  care  133 

It  is  the  voice  of  love  divine,  134 


314 

I've  listed  in  the  Holy  War,  117 

JESUS  at  thy  command,  1S6  > 

Jesus  give  me  when  I  die,  292 ; 

Jerusalem  my  happy  home,  137^ 

Jesus  and  shall  it  ever  be  138 

Jesus  I  love  thy  charmhig-  name,  139 

Jesus  I  throw  my  arms  around  140 

Jesus  my  all  to  heaven  is  140 

KINDRED  and  friends  and  Native  land  141 

LADEN"  with  guilt  sinners  arise, 

Let  us  love,  and  sing,  and  wonder. 

Lift  your  lieads  ye  friend's  of  Jesus, 

Lift  up  your  hearts  Immanuel's 

Listen  to  the  awful  story, 

Lo!  we  see  the  sign  appearing, 

Lord  at  thy  feet  in  dust  I  lie, 

MAJESTIC  sweetness,  sits  enthroned,  151 

Mary  to  her  Saviour's  tomb 

Mercy,  O  thou  son  of  David 

My  cheerfid  soul  now 

My  gracious  Redeemer,  Hove, 

My  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour, 

My  span  of  life  will  soon  be 

My  sold  dotli  magnify 

My  soul  woidd  fain  indulge 

My  loving  fellow  travellers. 

My  God  was  with  me  all 

NIGMT  and  day  I  vent  my  sigh, 

Not  life,  nor  all  the  toys  of  art. 

Now  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise, 

Now  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime,    157 


315 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone,  157 

Now  is  the  time,  the  accepted  hour,  158 

O  for  a  breeze  of  heavenly  love,  184 

O  give  me  Lord  my  sins  to  168 

O  God,  my  lieart  with  love  inflame,  161 

O  happv  day,  wlien  saints  178 

O  how  1  have  longed  for  the  coming  165 

O  hearken  sinners,  we  have  come,  172 

O  how  charming,  how  charming,  173 

O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  clioice,  177 

O  had  1  the  wings  of  a  dove,  178 

O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit,  167 

O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  I  know  Thou  169 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand,  176 

One  evening  pensive  as  1  lay,  182 

Once  more,  my  dear  brethren,  \8T 

O  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  295 

O  there  will  be  praising  176 

O  there  will  be  mourning,  175 

O  thou  in  whose  presence  164 

Our  conquering  Lord,  188 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus,  162 

Our  country  is  Immanuel's  ground,  179 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone,  180 

O  what  amsizing  words  of  grace,  181 

O  why  this  disconsolate  frame,  185 

O  tell  me  no  more  of  this  v-orld's  186 

Our  souls  by  love  together  knit,  190 

O  Zion,  afflicted  with  wave  170 

O  tempted  soul,  to  Christ  draw  192 

Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze,  183 


316 

O  what  madness,  O  what 
O  whither  fehall  a  sinner  flee, 
PRAISE  the  Saviour,  ye  who 
Pra\  er  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Pioslrate,  dear  Jesus,  at 
REMEMREl?,  slr.fid  youth, 
liise,  my  soul,  and  sTi-etch 
Rise,  my  soul,  shake  oft* 
Rouse,  my  soul,  from  deadly 
SAY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice 
Saw  ye  my  Saviour, 
Saviour,  richest  source 
See  the  Eternal  Judge 
Sinner,  hear  the  Saviour's 
Sinner,  will  }ou  SLcnn 
Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop, 
Stoji,  poor  sinner,  and  look 
Stand,  )"e  saints,  find  boldly 
Sweet  rivers  of  redeeniing' 
Sweet  to  rejoice  in  li\  ely 
THE  Christian  has  a  faitli 
The  gloomy  ni.^lit  of  sadness 
The  Lord  is  the  fountain 
The  Lord's  into  his  g-ai-den 
The  prodigal,  witii  streaming- 
The  people  called  Clu-istians, 
The  Son  of  Man  they  did 
The  reason  we  love  friends 
The  voice  of  free  grace. 
The  sacred  ties  of  friendship. 
The  trump  of  God  rends  earth 


317 

The  wondrous  love  of  Jesus,  226 

The  land  of  glory  lies  231 

The  lime  is  short,  the  season  234 

Tlie  saints  who  now  in 'Jesus  243 

Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  244 

The  evils  t!iat  besei  our  249 

Tlie  Lord  descending'  from  296 

This  is  tlie  field,  the  world  212 

'Pis  a  point  I  long-  to  know,  218 

That  {glorious  day  i.s  drawing  224 

There  is  a  heaven  o'er  yonder  225 

There  we  sliall  reign  with  227 

There  is  a  holy  city,  228 

Tho'  in  the  outward  church  230 

Thro'  tribulation  deep,  2.32 

Thro'  sorrows  night  and  233 

Though  troubles  assail  236 

To  the  cross  where  Jesus  2  >5 

Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dying  240 

Thou  God  of  harmony,  2j8 

That  awful  day  wdl  surely  come,  242 

To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope,  245 

rhere  was  Joshua  and  Joseph,  245 

rhy  promise,  Lord,  238 

f['hat  liidi  ng  place  1  long  to  find,  2  J9 

WHEN  frowning  death  appears,  265 

VVe  read  of  commotions,  276 

VVe,  like  the  disciples,  271 

^\'hat  poor  despised  company  251 
^Vhen  rising  from  the  bed  of  death,      250 

iVhen  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross,  269 


318 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear, 

When,  bending  o'er  the  brink 

What  sound  is  this  salutes  mine  ear, 

When  I  view  my  Sa\iour 

What  cheering-  words 

What  iiast  tliou  not  performed, 

Wliat  wondrous  love  is  this 

What  happy  children, 

When  on  the  cross  my  Lord 

When  blooming-  youth 

Whene'er  a  sinner  turns 

When  by  sin  o'erwhelmned, 

When  thou,  my  righteous  Judg-e, 

Whilst  in  the  heat  of  youthful 

Whither  goest  thou,  pilgrim. 

Who  is  this  heavenl}'  person, 

Who  is  as  the  Cln-istian, 

Where  shall  true  believers  go, 

Why  should  1  be  affright .d, 

YE  angels  who  stand  roiuid    ' 

Ye  children  of  Zion,  who 

Ye  happy  pilgrims,  come 

Ye  Jewels  of  my  master, 

Ye  soldiers  of  Jesus,  pray 

Ye  saints  assist  me  in  my 

Ye  sons  of  War,  I  pray 

Ye  weary,  heavy  laden 

Yes,  O  Christ,  from  every  creature, 

Ye  saints  of  Jesus,  courage 

Youth,  like  the  spriug, 

ZION,  ♦he  city  of  our  God, 


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